An Egg! An Egg!

Take a look a what I found while tending to the ladies this evening!:

the coop before her fresh coat of white trim and our first small brown backyard egg!

I am surprised at how satisfying finding that first egg was for me. And right in the resting box where it belongs to boot.

It's as if that one time when I was alone in the backyard and had to chase a couple of the gals (while cursing the chicken gods under my breath) in the neighbors yard (the one with a dog) while Calvin sat crying zippered in on the trampoline was totally worth it.

I think I deserve this one-egg omelet all to myself for my hard work.

That is, if I can bring myself to actually crack it open.

Isn't it pretty?

I'm such a proud mother.

Now I'm off to find a cute egg collecting basket.