Eggs from our Hens
More people are looking for an increasingly authentic life. One step to consider is replacing store bought eggs with fresh, free-range eggs.
Whether you have your own or buy them from Farmers' Markets or road-side stands, the difference will be immediately noticeable from the intense orange color of the yolk, to the different sized and colored eggs, and the occasional feather.
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For twenty years I always had my chickens, and crazy as it may sound to some, I miss them now that I have been forced to live in town because of my job for the last five years. I always found them so peaceful, and watching them both calmed and entertained me.
After a great loss, for several months I would go out as the day was dying and feed them, throwing their feed in a great circle and sit and watch them eat and interact. Somehow they comforted and helped me heal.
The sweet and friendly Buff Orpingtons and Black Australorps, the Gold and Silver-Laced Wyandottes, every feather perfect and as pretty as any painting, living, walking works of art; the Regal Brahmas and Langshans, and the Exotic Pheasant-like Sumatra, each unique in his own way. I miss them all, and the eggs were just a bonus. Such fond memories.
The Pound Cakes and Pies are never the same anymore, in fact, I hardly even make them unless I can get some 'real' eggs from the local farmer's market. As soon as I can get back home, some chickens will be among the first things I re-acquire.
@John - Thank you for such a lovely comment. I just moments ago had a similarly themed conversation with my mother, saying both how calming and interesting the chickens are. Each morning they walk across the yard and look through her glass door until she gives them some of her breakfast.
A friend's mother when most stressed, would go down and sit with chickens and knit.
You really know your breeds. I think Buff Orpingtons will be next on our list. And you are so right about the baking.
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