|No, not Thelma|
As I went to feed Thelma and Lucy, I stopped to look in the pen for Thelma. She was on the nest. I bent forward and she turned her head away as if to say, "Don't bother me; I am concentrating."
There was an egg under her chest, so I slipped my hand slowly into the nest to get it. As I touched the egg, Thelma stood up. I stood still, waiting for what I wanted to see again. She dropped an egg onto the pine straw. I picked up a very wet egg and thanked her. She flapped her wings in my face as she jumped down for broccoli and carrots and the last of salad greens.
I suppose it is silly to get all excited about seeing a hen lay an egg, but this is only the third or fourth time in four years that I have been there at just the right time.
Now, I am not getting too many comments, considering the hundreds of people who read my blog every day. This is a question that everyone can answer. I need some strokes in the form of a comment or a dozen in the form of a "yes" or "no." Pretty Please, even if you came over from a prepper site.
Have you ever seen a chicken stand and lay an egg? I read that was how it happened, but I usually get there too late and the hen had exited the nest. Or, the hen was just broody and sitting on one or more eggs. If you have seen the egg drop from a hen, do you still have a sense of wonder?