This morning after breakfast and coffee we decided to die some eggs for an Easter egg hunt scheduled later in the morning with some friends. Eli took charge began organizing the eggs into groups of color.
With all of the gardens and animals that our family has accumulated over the past few years we have a list of chores that we all do together on Saturday mornings to keep up our little place. The plants need to be watered, the gardens need to be sprayed down to keep the insects and
At breakfast this morning, Ricky and I decided that it might be a good idea to add a couple of new hens to our flock since the girls are aging and not producing as many eggs. Not to mention if something were to happen to one, the other would be on her own and as
Big Egg Small Egg, what comes next.. most likely molting. I think that Blanch are Barred Plymouth Rock may be going into her 3rd molt. The small egg, and then the extra feathers may be a tale tale sign that she is ready to shed out of her old feathers into a nice new coat.