I remember watching my dad when I was a little girl. He was such a hard worker. He worked hard at providing for his family. He worked hard at keeping our chickens and garden doing well and worked hard at working hard. What I remember most is that even though our family sustained ourselves with the fruits and vegetables we grew in the garden and the eggs our chickens gave us my dad always shared. He would deliver a fresh picked bag of vegetables to one neighbor and to another neighbor a basket of eggs, someone else he would take preserves that my mother had canned. He always shared the wealth. We intend on following in this tradition. Giving and sharing. Can't wait for our garden to start producing so that we can start enjoying fresh fruit and vegetables and start stocking our shelves. Even more fun is leaving a bundle of fresh vegetables with the neighbors. Can't wait for our hens to start giving us eggs. We will have plenty and we will most certainly be enjoying these eggs ourselves but we can share with the neighbors as well.
|These are not eggs from our girls. These are store bought eggs.|