Right on schedule, six months after I got the day-old chicks, I have fresh eggs. I don't know why it should have been such a surprise; it is a miracle nonetheless. They are small at first, as the hens' egg-laying interior production line gets up and running.
They have beautiful orange yolks. Best of all, no more of the store eggs with what my daughter Lissa calls "egg-like" flavor. Yummy.
