she's laying.

it turns out that the day nicolai took his first steps was the same day we got our first egg from the hens.
one barred rock has reached maturity.
it was a double yolk...i'd never cracked a double before.
i cooked up the egg the next morning added tomato and basil...it was a breakfast entirely from our yard...and i was so disgusted eating it.
i had to give it to d.
i'm not sure what it is about knowing the chicken that laid my breakfast, but i couldn't take a bite without making a face and nearly gagging (she's a pet! it's her menstruation!...i know, gross...sorry.)
i've never had this response to eggs, so we'll see how things progress...maybe in baked goods?

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