Week of Beauty: Eggs

    There's a hay bale standing on end just outside my window. My silly chickens have decided it's the perfect place to lay their eggs. Each day they jostle for a turn atop the bale, and then sit there until their business is done. I was under the impression that hens liked to be a bit more private, but these girls apparently don't mind an audience. It's pretty convenient to see when eggs have been laid. I chose our layers so that we'd have a variety of colored eggs, and to me, they are truly lovely!