Thanks, Ladies!

When my daughter came for Easter, she brought along 18 ct box of her farm fresh eggs. Wow! What a difference in taste from the store bought eggs. These had the dark orangy-yellow colored yokes that stood up high in the pan. Talk about delicious! Thanks girls for all your hard work. Watch out for that weasel.

Funny story about Jane. As a child, she would sit at the gate to the hen house and learn to talk "chicken". She was so successful that she caused the males to strut their stuff and make the hens fly at her in a jealous rage. At the County Fairs, we had to keep her quiet...what a row she caused when we found her deep in conversation with those beautiful male birds! Now she's talking to horses.