Oh my. Thanks for indulging me. What an exciting day it is. The sky is blue, the air is crisp and my beau found a blue-green egg where the girls like to hop inside a half-whiskey barrel. One of the three Easter Eggers is the culprit. The girls are 25 weeks old. I suspect it was either Fig or Fern, as Piccadilly is still a bit smaller and her comb is not as red and is smaller too. Here is the egg and the Easter Eggers:
Fig: The sweetest and friendliest of all the girls
Fern: A sweetie prior to her comb and face reddening
Fig: The sweetest and friendliest of all the girls
Fern: A sweetie prior to her comb and face reddening
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