- May 21, 2017
When I was around 10 years old, I was sent outside to clean the chicken coop by my mother. I, already a strong procrastinator, ended just standing in the coop talking to the hens. After a few hours past, one of the hens stood up in her nesting box, turned around, and on impulse, I flung out my hand just in time to catch the warm, soft egg before it hit the ground! Needless to say, waiting and catching the hens' eggs became quite the entertainment for hot summer days!