Tuesday, February 7, 2012


The gals have been taking good care of us. I guess that's because we've been taking good care of them. Each evening at chore time, we're greeted by three curious hens and on most occasions two smallish eggs.

Returning with my two coat pockets filled with precious cargo, I'm typically met at the door by Ellie. After we've washed the eggs, she points out the new ones and always asks to touch them. I like our simple little ritual and she seems to enjoy watching our abundant basket of eggs grow day by day.

I'm hoping that little ritual will help catapult Ellie into the category of egg-eater. So far she's not a fan... which I've decided to keep from the gals. I don't think they'd approve.

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