sitting quietly, unassumingly, patiently… nestled in a soft bed of straw, humble and waiting to be discovered, there it was!
our first egg
You will notice that out little egg draws a striking resemblance to our friend Chris, we’ve called him ‘le petit prince des oeufs’ …
the little prince of the eggs
I think the largest and most vocal of our hens, Shirley or ‘Shirl’ to her CWA mates is responsible for our little prince.
It seems fitting that on the day of our farmhouse hearth warming, when all of our nearest and dearest will be coming to share in the fun, we have been given another sign that things are coming up roses down here on the farm.
Cherry trees blossoming, frosts easing, days lengthening, temperatures rising and now a little egg, show us that Spring is on it’s way.