Yes, the enjoyment factor is hard to turn into dollars....I have just come from a short trip which proves I must be nuts. The feed store I used to patronize when it was between my work location and home - too far now unless I am making a trip to Sacramento - is still referring people to me who have rooster-less flocks but broody hens. My flock is mixed, so I always assure buyers I have no clue what will hatch. I try to provide bantam eggs for folks with broody banties, unless they specify otherwise.
On Sundqy, the feed store employee who first asked a couple years ago came up to my place for the first time. ("Boy, you weren't kidding when you said you lived way out there!" she said.) I sold a dozen green & olive green-ish eggs to her, LF and bantam.
Today, I sold a dozen mixed eggs - brown, pinkish, white, green and olive, 8 LF and 4 bantam - to a retired high school teacher. Because they're "could be anything" eggs, I charge the same as I do for eating eggs:$3.00 a dozen. Our meeting place was 25 miles away.
I couldn't find my wallet so I departed sans ID (and money), wearing a shirt with my former agency's logo on it "just in case" I got stopped. Uhhh, you know, as ummm proof of something...![]()
The little gas warning light came on enroute. I put that three bucks into the tank at the return trip closest gas station. (Less than a gallon - the light came on again before I got home.)
So, it cost more to sell & deliver those eggs than I made.
But more of my GrandChicks will be entering the world in places distant from the Olmstead Homestead. Mwwaaahahahahahaha!