Look what we’re having for breakfast this morning! Fresh eggs! Yesterday I walked up the driveway to get the mail and came back with a dozen eggs from the neighbor next door. She just happened to be driving by and I was in the right spot at the right time. Aren’t they pretty? I wasn’t even sure they had chickens. I knew they at least had a rooster because he’s been crowing up a storm lately. Plus, the woods are so thick between us that we can’t even see their house during the summer. Now that the trees are pretty much bare I think the sound travels more.

She said they are just old enough now to start laying and she’s getting a dozen per day; more than she can eat. She had just given away another dozen to the new folks down the street. I offered to pay her but she said they were a gift. She will be starting to sell them soon, however. I told her to count me in as a regular customer. How cool is that?

And, I just put the last bite of my cheese omelet in my mouth. I used the huge “goose” egg looking one in the middle. [She said she has some kind of exotic but couldn’t remember the name. Some chicken with ‘furry’ feet.] It had two yolks! And, another overly large white egg had two yolks too. So, we shared a two-egg-four-yolk omelet. How does that happen?? Whatever the cause, they were delicious. There is nothing quite like a fresh egg.

I think in return I will make her some cookies using a few of the eggs. I think I’ll bake up some Sour Cream Sugar Cookies to take to her to thank her. And I just might keep a few for myself! Yum!

Oh, one other thing before I go. Please don’t tell Mom, she’d be so jealous. She misses her chickies so…

You are correct ... it is so strange we both spoke of eggs and featured an egg photo op in our blogs today.  Weird to be sure.

Beautiful egg shot, and what a great way to come by a bowl full of eggs!  My mother’s family used to raise chickens and chicks, and sell both eggs and chicks. 

Eggs are so, so pretty and look “country” no matter where you encounter them.

~firefly

Thanks for the recipe! Taylor is “flying” up to Guides on Monday so I have been enlisted to bake…..sigh….hmmm maybe I can talk Dad into it.