Noel called me at work to tell me that the chickens were all worked up and Liza was fussing around in the nest box (she actually knocked the back off and was in the shed at one point, so there was quite a bit of rambunctiousness). Then there was this:
Our first egg. Funny blue speckles on it -- maybe she'll end up laying bluish eggs, or maybe not. And they will probably get bigger as she lays more often. Nothing's perfect the first time. But this weekend the pancakes will be a little closer to home.
Joan was also acting weird but apparently did not produce an egg, so we may get two tomorrow.
Its so TINY! And CUTE! I wonder if Joan's acting weird because she has cramps.
In any event, congratulations on the first real day of Island chicken farming.