Eggs For Breakfast On A Foggy Rainy Morning

I eat a lot of eggs! Two, three or even four a day. I do skip a day once in a while, don't eat all the yolks sometimes or only have one egg once in a while, but I feel much better when I have my eggs for breakfast.

I got to wondering if it was ok to eat that many eggs, did a search, and came up with way too many and confusing web pages to post links. The articles seem to agree that people should use their common sense and eat the number of eggs appropriate to their level of health and other foods they are eating. So no links, except, this is a fun page. I had a lot of fun moving the little blue box and dragging the pages around to see different articles. This is a little blast from the past... 1978. I love the prices and I even found Ann Landers. LOL

I took this photo on the way to the gate this morning. I love these foggy rainy mornings. The woods are so silent and there is something ethereal about them. It's as if I could expect to see a band of elves moving among the misty trees. After Kristine drove out, I locked the gate, and walked back to the house. Time for breakfast! Two eggs, cooked in my little iron skillet with olive oil. Toast. Decafe. OJ.

The photos of these egg recipes look so good that I thought I'd post the link here. I don't think I will actually make any of these egg dishes anytime soon, but I sure like to look at the photos, read the recipes and think about making them and eating them. Yum!

One of my nieces has to eat gluten free and I know I tested allergic to wheat. Not so much now that I'm older, but I have thought about going gluten free for a trial, but I haven't done it yet. I have all these bags of flour to use up!

I think the problem with IPhoto is that the library has suffered some kind of glitch. I created a new library which has made IPhoto very happy and it is now working again. For some unknown reason IPhoto has placed the old library in another folder on my desktop. Well, at least I know where the rest of my photos are. I think the problem started when I created a folder named Pictures in Safari and IPhoto got confused and put the library in that Picture folder instead of the IPhoto Picture folder. Safari and IPhoto are not supposed to mix up their folders. Good grief!

Peek at the Past

(February 24, 2009)
We feed organic feed pellets now.

[5 eggs today]
Chickens were locked up all day.
Sorry girls.

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Checking For Eggs

Several times a day I go out to the coop to check for eggs. In the morning I'm looking for eggs for my breakfast and the other times I am just looking for eggs to put in the refrigerator. I don't like leaving the eggs around because the hens might break them and I don't want them to turn into egg eaters. That sounds bad.

I like being around the chickens. I like their antics and their cooing clucking hen noises. Chickens are fun to have around.

This afternoon while getting a lemon out of the frig I noticed that there was one moldy lemon in the middle of the bag of lemons. So, there was a moldy thing in the frig. We didn't notice it because all the other lemons were just fine. I will have to trust Kristine to sniff out any bad things in the frig.

[12 eggs today]

I noticed yesterday that Tom was collecting eggs

and putting them in the cartons.

This was throwing my count off.

Tricky

Smiles

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Collecting Eggs

Here is a Dark Brahma in the basket next to a bunch of eggs in the bookcase nest box. The hen is hot and she is panting with her beak open. Poor Baby. I'm surprised and pleased that the hens have taken to the bottom nest box and are laying their eggs there instead of on the dirt. There was one egg in the basket under the hen. I will check back later to see if this hen laid the egg and was just setting or if she is going to lay an egg.

These three were in the top nest box

There was one egg under this broody Golden Lace Wyandotte.

She is so pretty!

And this egg was in the large bottom nest box. See, I really do need to add some more straw to the boxes. But it is so hot I get dizzy out there. Kristine is home so I should be able to get to sleep earlier tonight and get up when it is cooler. I found a bunch of paint and I have been thinking of painting the chicken coop and pen. My first thought was to let the white paint finish falling off and then stain the wood. But that is going to take too long. My brother made this pen and coop originally as a dog pen, and he made it from old horse fencing that was painted white. I really don't like the white, but I may decide to go with it and paint the whole thing white. The door is white, so that would work. Maybe?

I added a comment box in the sidebar that will even translate the comments. How cool is that. I tried it out and it worked, so if it gets used I will keep it in the side bar. Seems like a lot less bother than all the clicking around the regular way.

[11 eggs today]

So far...

(another egg in the basket = 12 eggs today!)

Smiles

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Just Post!

"Just Post!" That's what Kristine tells me, "Just Post!" I tried to get her to do another guest post, but with no luck, sorry. I like her posts much better than mine, for sure. I'm stuck with my ramblings this evening. After three migraines in a row, I'm suffering from brain damage. Well, it feels that way and it makes me sleepy. Surprise! Yep, I was sure surprised this afternoon when the phone rang and it was Kristine telling me she would be home an hour later. Tom wasn't home. He needed to take his Mom to the doctor. I had slept most of the day! So, first I let Morgan out. Poor Morgan. And then shuffled outside to let the chickens out. Wow, Tom is still working on the antenna, evidently since the ladders are still there.

Oh, dear! Poor girls! I'm so sorry you were locked up so long.

They are cussing me out!

I checked for eggs. Kristine says the hens fluff up when I open the door to express their displeasure at being disturbed. Makes sense.

When I went to fill the feeders, I tripped over a branch. Branch? Oh, yes, the branches! Sure enough, when I went to check there were eggs under the roosts. I guess the girls were bored and with nothing to do with their time they decided to haul the branches out into the pen. Arrgh! And then they, three of them, laid eggs in the dirt and chicken poo. Go figure? Ok, it is my fault because I didn't let them out. But, but, I was asleep.

On the way back to the house, I noticed that there was a volunteer berry bush in the rock pile. I think the seeds are dropped on the rock pile by birds/chickens because there are quite a few wild plants that get started amongst the rocks. The berry bushes are strong growers and do the best growing in the rock pile. I usually pull them out, but I think I will let this bush grow and see if it will actually produce berries.

I made some chicken soup with rice click here I love that song by Carole King and Maurice Sendak. I bought the Sendak books for my girls when they were little. They were such cool books. The girls loved to play the records that came with the books. Yep, those were the old days of record players. What can I say... I'm old.

And then I gave the chickens a treat of carrot peelings and lettuce which they ate up very fast, although only about half of them showed up at the slider when I called them. I guess the others had headed out for part of the woods that were on the other side of the house.

Tom called and he will stop and pick up some sour dough french bread and some meat loaf for Kristine, since she can eat that as her throat has healed up a bit. I'm back eating eggs, vegetables and fruit. I never would have eaten the ice cream if I had realized what would happen. I was living dangerously and hoping I was back to being able to eat what I wanted. I took Dilantin for over thirty years and that controlled my migraines, but I eventually got hives and had to stop taking it. I remember when I started the Dilantin my eyes wouldn't focus, I couldn't read, I was dizzy, and it made it hard to concentrate. That lasted about six weeks and then after I adjusted to the medication there were no more migraines. I would like those no migraine days back. So, I will have to be a good girl and be careful what I eat... but I get them anyway. phooey! Maybe Tom will eat the ice cream? I wonder if chickens eat ice cream?

Lots and lots of thanks to Kristine

for posting for me yesterday!

[6 eggs + 3 in the dirt]

Bad girls!

Smiles

(Yeah, gotta keep smil'n)

Slow Saturday

It was a slow day for the chickens too. There were only 5 eggs today and the chickens had to stay in their coop for most of the day, so I know they didn't sneak off and lay their eggs in the woods. Tom had some people over looking at cars he wanted to sell and the people had their dog running around the property, which meant we had to keep Morgan in and the chickens locked up. Tom brought these eggs in this afternoon after the people left. We are out of lay and are feeding raiser and corn so that may account for the decline in egg production. Jean gave me the pretty blue and white dishcloth. Latest I heard is that Jean is up and walking around using a walker! I keep meaning to call her every day and then forget. Bad me.

Here are a couple of invisible things. The wall decorations are from Dolores. I always liked them and this is a good place for them. They are out of the way as far as getting bumped and damaged and yet easily seen.

And these string game books have been around since the girls were young. They are fun to pick up and read or to play a string game. I can't believe we still have one of the strings that came with the books.

Kristine says she feels like she has razor blades in her throat. I'm still catching up on sleep, so we had a slow sleepy day. We both kept our computers busy. Kristine watched shows and I played games and listened to old time radio. Mostly Gildersleeve podcasts that I downloaded from iTunes. The computer games I like are pretty low key, games like: Games For The Brain, 6 Differences, puzzles and Mahjong.

[5 eggs today]

Smiles

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Mud and Eggs

It just looks like it is going to rain

but the rain we had so far

fell last night.

Morgan and the chickens

don't mind the wet leaves

and muddy spots.

They just plow on through

while they look for their prizes.

I wanted eggs for breakfast

so I checked in with the girls

and got some hard stares.

They wanted me

to go away and come back later.

So, I did.

And this is what I found.

Dirty eggs!

Well, two of them were clean.

Wonder how they did that?

The Hen Cam lady

here (Feb. 20th post) 

says not to wash the eggs!

Except when they are muddy

or dirty, and then she

just washes them off with 

cold water.

The cold water got the mud off just fine. This is the first time I have tried the cold water routine. I usually wash them in very hot water with organic soap if I thought they needed it, but I am willing to learn new ways of doing things.  The scrambled eggs were very tasty!

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