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I was recently gifted with this beautiful egg basket.

It’s enormous.

Look what happens if I put one egg in it.

The egg is so lost! It needs friends!

Did you notice that egg is blue? I love it when the chickens give me a blue egg. My Ameraucana hens (sometimes called “Easter-eggers”) lay pastel-colored eggs. The occasional blue egg is exciting because I mostly get green ones. Light green ones. Dark green ones. The brown eggs aren’t just brown, either. They come in all sorts of Crayola shades of brown–Burnt Sienna, Tumbleweed, Cedar Chest….

I love all my pretty eggs.

I love my new egg basket, too, but–

–what you see here are 16 eggs. They don’t even completely fill up the bottom of the basket!

How many eggs do you think this egg basket could hold? 50? 100?

Why has this egg basket come into my life? What if I start getting 100 eggs a day? What if the egg basket has powers? My grandchildren will be talking about Granny Suzanny who paid her mortgage selling eggs on street corners and how they always had to eat boiled eggs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner when they came to my house. I’ll pave our dirt road with crumbled egg shells. I’ll wear hats made out of meringue. People will call me the crazy egg lady. No one will know that it was THE BASKET.

Or it might just be a big, sweet basket that will make my hens….

…..LAUGH.
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I have a basket like that. Mine is oval and I rec’d it for Mothers’ Day. I love it, but no way will we ever get enough eggs to use it for an egg basket. Holds a lot of magazines, though.
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The brave and valiant Rat Dog….. The Crooked little Hen sage…..The Giant Puppy, I am not sure if she would be the muscle or the comic relief. That picture of her in the snow was pretty funny.
Granny Suzanny and her Meringue Hats…..
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I had chickens until about 3 years ago when a neighbors dog came down everyday and would kill one of my little bantam hens and then one day my rooster, Rooty-Toody, was gone too. I’m not ready to start over again with the Bantys, not until the neighbors move or I can figure out what to do about the dog. These neighbors have always ben bad: before, during and since.
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Hugs Granny Trace
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Stay warm and happy hunting. Before it is all over, you will have filled that egg basket!
Jan
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Chicken motivational techniques. You seem to have lots of them!
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Still crocheting, stuck in the snow here. Are you knitting?
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Enjoy your storm. Will be thinking about you.
Gayle in not-so-snowy-sandy-eggo
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But the chickies may get the picture when you’re walking back to the house with what looks like a small amount of eggs………..sort of like reverse psychology – it worked for the electricity!
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Warmer weather is around the corner and chickens will be more productive. That basket will be full in no time!
Susan
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I’ll have to get my baskets out and use them for something.
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By the way, I made your cheesecake recipe over the weekend and took it to a Super Bowl party…it was so delicious, my girlfriend and I could not stop eating it….”Well, maybe just another little sliver!”
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Billy, a savvy neighbor of my mom’s solved her bad dog/neighbor problems by politely calling the neighbors one day and saying “I think your dog is down chasing my chickens.” Which the neighbor of course promptly denied. “Okay,” she sweetly said,”just wanted to make sure it wasn’t yours, since the law says I can shoot dogs bothering my livestock.” The neighbors re-checked and of course the dog had “accidentally” gotten out, but it never did again.
Rash statement? Maybe, although true at the time, not sure about now. Chances are, your neighbors won’t know either. This particular woman probably could have followed through. Those hens are your pets/food/livelihood. I feel if I owned them, I’d have not only a right but an obligation to protect them when necessary. Remember Granny Suzanny’s raccoon pelt? Uh-huh!
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Granny Suzanny, what a thought!!
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P.S. I am LOVE the basket, mine are repurposed wire Easter baskets my kiddos got from their Grandma. They are perfect for egg collections. Love me my green eggs too.
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Always love reading your stuff. I visit quite often. You are an amazing woman. I’m jealous of your farm life…but NOT YOUR SNOW!!!
Oh no!!!!!! Thanks for your blog to visit. :-)
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YOU MAY BE RIGHT. THE FORM SAID “MAIL (WILL NOT BE PUBLISHED)
SO I ASSUMED IT TO BE MY MAILING ADDRESS.
I APPRECIATE YOUR PATIENCE. YOUR “GOODIES” ARE ON THE WAY.
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Sorry, couldn’t resist! And surprised no one else posted it before me!
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When I was growing up, my mother had what she called her egg apron. It had big pockets where she put the eggs. I don’t remember ever breaking any during the collection.
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I found you on Facebook, Network Blogs.
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I think you should make some of those delicious and dainty meringues that they make in England and Australia for afternoon tea…and eat them.
P.S.: Forgot to say solid post!
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Your beautiful brown eggs just made me remember so I thought I would share.
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My grandmother told me how to pick hens when your going to
set eggs. I’ts not perfect but close. Pick only eggs that
are oval. store with smaller end down in an egg carton while
collecting enough eggs to set.If one end of the egg has a
point it is not a hen. My husband did not beleive this but
I only had to set one turn of eggs to change his mind.
Give it a try
Kay Mullenix
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