Sorry for the lack of posts, I have a busy, teething toddler that doesn’t always cooperate. And with Diane working on her desk and other furniture for her business, I don’t have an extra set of hands.
A couple weeks ago I reached in to the hen house to gather eggs and was met with an odd sight. A bizarrely tiny egg. We don’t have a Bantam, so this was even more odd.
Honestly, we didn’t expect to find anything in it. Surprisingly, there was a tiny yolk inside!