My husband walked in this morning and said very seriously, "You'd better go look in the coop." I dropped everything and ran because the way he sounded I was convinced there were half a dozen dead birds in there...but instead, I found the prettiest little brown egg I've ever seen.
That it should happen this morning, of all mornings, just brings me the deepest joy.
That it should happen this morning, of all mornings, just brings me the deepest joy.