Janis Joplin is the larger of the two chickens, the Dominicker. Today, I was in the front yard and heard her egg song, long and insistent. Since I brought her home Thursday, I was surprised that she laid an egg today, Saturday.
Eventually, I went to look for the egg, but it was nowhere to be found. It was not on the ground, in the egg-laying box, in the garbage can, in a cardboard box I am collecting paper plates I have left with food. Hoping she had not eaten the egg, I left the pen a bit dejected.
When I went back to feed the two, I did find the egg in the box I designate for laying eggs. I always wonder how new hens figure out which place to lay an egg. This hen laid a very small egg for her size. It is not a white egg, but is a very light beige with a slight pink hue.
I have spent $8 on eggs since my layers were carried off--$5/doz at the grocery store and $3 for 9 eggs at the market. The guy promised me a dozen, but his 60 new hens are "on strike." This new hen will have earned her keep in a few months.
Of course, I will have to pace my scrambling of eggs so I can have enough to bake this season.
Yesterday and today, I got major decluttering accomplished with the help of my friend. I also found a new woven potholder that I did not make. My niece might have made it. Since I made one two weeks ago, I feel rich with two new potholders.
An egg and a potholder in one day! YAY!
Do little things put a little zip in your life?