The World is My Nesting Box

Somebody has been skipping the nesting box.  We have a pretty awesome one, with a little red privacy curtain, and soft material to lay on, and a gentle little ramp that safely rolls the just-laid eggs away (from being crushed, or pooped on, or sat on by a broody hen) to an easy-open door where…

Mistaken Identities, or The White Egg Mystery, Part 2

It wasn’t Sal. Not the white egg – that was Sal, all along, as it turns out.  The olive egg.  The Most Beautiful Egg Ever Laid.  Sal never laid a green egg.  She’s not an Olive Egger.  She’s an Andalusian Blue, who lays…white eggs. Chalk it up to chicken-lady amateurism.  When you get your day-old…

The White Egg Mystery

Who is laying a white egg? That is the question we have been trying to answer for weeks now. We have tons of younger birds growing up, some of whom will one day lay white eggs. But we currently have only 6 adult hens. Until a few weeks ago, we had 7, including an Andalusian…

The Most Beautiful Egg Ever Laid

Today, an egg was laid that was truly a work of art. An impossible egg. Nearly a perfect sphere, huge, the size of my palm, and exquisitely olive green. A fashion designer, or a painter, would commission this egg. That it came from our tiniest chicken only adds to the awe. Sal, you did this!…