A Gift of Fresh Eggs
I was wrapping up a local beekeeping club meeting when I opened my car door to find this lovely carton full of homegrown fresh eggs on my seat. It was a gift from my nephew, a recent addition to our local beekeeping family who also started keeping chickens earlier this spring.
Take a closer look. None of those eggs are exactly alike, each one just a tad different shade than the next one.
We used to keep chickens when we grew up in Brasil. My job was to help settle in the baby chicks before they were released into the larger chicken pen. I have often thought about adding a few only my hillside, grass-less garden would be a bit of a management challenge.
Having friends who share, however, is a blessing. I don't care what anyone says, homegrown fresh eggs do taste better than store bought ones. Looking forward to cooking something special with them.
Thanks, Nathan, I am one happy Aunt!