The monumental event happened on a day I was least expecting it.
We were in the middle of terrible ice and snow that had kept my husband working in Atlanta over the weekend, keeping him away from home for a total of two weeks.
Bummed and feeling sorry for myself, I went outside one evening to close up the chicken coop. Taking a head count (or rather a fluffy behind count) I turned to lock the door when I saw it there in the grainy darkness.
A tiny orb.
Could it possibly be??? I ran inside for a flashlight and my findings confirmed: yes. An egg. A small, but perfect, beautiful taupe colored egg.
Click here to read the rest of the story over at GNOWFGLINS and gather a few tips on gathering and caring for fresh eggs.