I have 6 pullets.
2 have been laying eggs for a month. Several others have recently started to lay eggs and are learning to use the nest box. However, I know darn well I should be getting at least 5 eggs a day, and I have not.
Mavis and I have been searching the bushes all around the property and have found nothing. I have worn a path down in my daily egg hunts to no avail.
Then the other evening Mavis was doing a dance on the front lawn, so I followed her......
and just 18 inches from where my path is around the wooded area, I found the Mother Lode of eggs!
17 well hidden, well stacked pullet eggs were sitting in the cool soft earth under the ferns.
I carried them into the kitchen like a groom carries a bride. I was thrilled because I knew what I was going to do next.
Scrambled eggs with Vermont cheddar cheese.
I cracked 17 hard shells to get 17 bright orange and yellow small pullet eggs onto my favorite skillet.
This was enough to feed 2 hungry farmers and one egg -finding pullet dog.
As the eggs got comfortable on the stove I went out to the garden and picked some nice banana peppers, a few tomatoes, 2 ears of corn and found 4 more eggs in the nest boxes.
I love fresh local food and it don't get any better than this!
The only disturbing element of the entire food adventure was seeing the leaves are changing on some of the trees.....
However, my Mabel gerannium is having the best summer of her life. She has 10-15 blooms at all times.
Probably because I scrape my boots off right next to her on the boot scraper.....
Whats your favorite plant in the garden and in your flower bed ( or pot)?
Are the trees changing color where you are? ( tell us your state)
Whats the most eggs you ever found in a "hidden" nest?
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
Cabin Fever: Food, Fellowship & Music
There is nothing like a winter Community Church Dinner on a weekend. By March everyone has cabin fever and need to get out and socialize.
Everyone brings food and a big smile.
It all happens so fast I had no time to take a "before" photo, so here is what it looked like after the "food stampede" to fill plates and cups.
The dessert table was left in shambles.
These church folks know how to cook and bake!
Most of the foods on the tables were locally grown and raised.
The turkey in the cooker below was named Rupert.
He was the last turkey slaughtered last Christmas at my neighbors farm.
As we ate desserts, musicians got up and started playing.
Celinda, from the church choir, made the piano rock with her rendition of a 1695 Irish song written by a blind man of that era. The next song was Roll Out The Barrels.
Next up was Brian and the Muddy Roads. Their songs were creative and passionate.
Everyone was singing, tapping their feet and participating in the fun.
There is some real talent up in these mountains!
Met new people. Some folks drove all the way from New Hampshire for the food and social interaction.
Can't wait for the next Community Dinner.
Go to one if you have a chance.
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Everyone brings food and a big smile.
It all happens so fast I had no time to take a "before" photo, so here is what it looked like after the "food stampede" to fill plates and cups.
The dessert table was left in shambles.
These church folks know how to cook and bake!
Most of the foods on the tables were locally grown and raised.
The turkey in the cooker below was named Rupert.
He was the last turkey slaughtered last Christmas at my neighbors farm.
As we ate desserts, musicians got up and started playing.
Celinda, from the church choir, made the piano rock with her rendition of a 1695 Irish song written by a blind man of that era. The next song was Roll Out The Barrels.
Next up was Brian and the Muddy Roads. Their songs were creative and passionate.
Everyone was singing, tapping their feet and participating in the fun.
There is some real talent up in these mountains!
Met new people. Some folks drove all the way from New Hampshire for the food and social interaction.
Can't wait for the next Community Dinner.
Go to one if you have a chance.
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