In Which Big Mama Lays an Egg

Since the harvest and the fall leaves dropped we can see our neighbors houses. The house across the way (there's no better way to describe it) has a beautiful red barn that I can see out the parlor window. It's not my barn, but still I love looking across the field at it which is almost as good.

A few weeks ago we met one of our neighbors. He brought us a chicken (did I say I love living in the country?). It's the best house warming gift I've ever received.

This chicken, being born in May and a bit older than the others, has won the distinctive name of Big Mama--ALL the others are named Henrietta. (I know, I know, you're not supposed to name the animals. But sometimes I can't resist. I'm thinking the rooster will be Cornelius, but I haven't decided yet.)

Yesterday Big Mama gave us our first egg. Check it out:
We don't expect the others to start laying until late January or even February so we'll all have to fight over the 5-6 eggs a week until then.