Seven months, one tragedy and two roosters later we finally have three healthy layers.
We were never really sure that Hermione had been laying. The only one remaining of the original bunch of three, her hawkish looks and goof ball demeanor didn't make us question why we were spending whatever ridiculous amount it was on organic feed, the occasional organic tomato, bunch of organic spinach or tasty chokecherry from our front tree for a seemingly sterile bird. Well, somehow, againt nature's way (laying decreases dramatically during the short winter days), she finally started popping out some lovely blue eggs and hasn't stopped since. After a few (many) insanely cold days and nights we finally got out to checking our laying box to find three frozen, cracked and otherwise wasted blue eggs. Today is the only day since she started that she hasn't produced, leading me to believe she is on a six days on, one day off schedule. I'm going to need a vintage metal egg basket to sate my inner photographic needs this coming summer. Aren't all three gorgeous together? Brown with spots come from Peggy Olson, pink fom Nina Totenberg and the blue from everyone's favorite Hermionie Granger. I'll begin taking your pre-dyed easter egg orders starting next week*.
*USDA sidenote: I promise I won't sell anyone my eggs. Unless they offer me big bucks or trade for delicious meals, in which case, feel free to come raid my three hen establishment. Cheers.