It's an interesting egg day. First I was wondering why four chickens were pecking at something large, roundish and brown in the yard, and went out to find that Wilma had laid an egg in the middle of the lawn. Our first egg that wasn't at least attempted to be laid in the nest boxes. Luckily our egg shells are so hard at the moment that four beaks pecking on it didn't break it. Now I heard the loudest egg song I've ever heard, and went to investigate. Töyhtis had laid a bit of a whopper. Usually she has been laying in the 35-38 gram range. There have been two double yolkers, around 50 grams. But now she had laid a 61 gram egg, our biggest egg yet. I know that's what you usually get from the store, but after a few months of not buying eggs, it felt humongous. I wonder if it's a triple yolker.
A slight difference in size between today's and yesterday's eggs. That must have hurt.
A slight difference in size between today's and yesterday's eggs. That must have hurt.
