My life is surrounded with winged creatures. I love them so! I have so many beautiful hens, my girls, or THE girls I call them. I realize that phrase means something else to some people, but here on Kingfisher Farm I am referring to breasts covered with feathers! I was sick recently and could not keep up with the hens output! I usually donate unsold eggs to the local food pantry, and they greet them with a smile. This week though, the coyotes will get the eggs. I simply couldn't wash and refridgerate them all.
My gathering basket sitting inside the back door.
Here they sit on top of my husband's great grandmother's ball and stick oak table.