The other day I checked the hen house in the middle of the day and discovered some newly laid eggs. When I picked them up, they felt warm! These eggs were as fresh as eggs can get. They had never been refrigerated and hadn't been cooked yet. Each of them were a different size, shape, and color, from tan to almost-brown. There were even little bits of straw clinging to the smooth shells.
I could imagine the hen, cozy in the dark cubby she entered to feel safe, sitting on a little pile of straw and finally answering the question of what came first. How could an egg be laid without a hen?
I brought the eggs into the kitchen, added them to the containers of eggs already in the fridge and thought about how yummy they were going to taste the next morning.
Photo by Lia Robertson
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