We have to look everywhere for our eggs! It's a game of Hide n Seek!
Today Matilda, our Silver Polish hen, was laying amidst the daisies. I almost missed her as I walked quickly by.
They all seem to have their preferences, where they are most comfortable. It could be the barn, the duck house, under the front porch, or nestled somewhere among flowers and leaves.
One hen, a Buff Orpington, is sitting on eggs in the barn behind some hay bales, and has been for over fifteen days. She leaves once a day to eat and drink. Perhaps we'll have some baby chicks in another week.
She had a surprise. It was something she discovered on her own and she seemed proud.
She held it ever so gently as she brought it closer.
Lifting her hand very slowly, she showed us a Wood frog which she found under the shrubbery below the deck.
She touched him lightly and felt his smooth skin. He didn't mind.
She talked to him, with her sweet soothing voice, to let him know he was safe with her.
Even when he started to jump, she stayed calm. A bit surprised, but still calm.
She even let her little brother have a peek and put the frog safely in an empty flower pot.
After a little while, she took him back in her hands, said goodbye and put him back where she found him. She knew it was where he needed to be.
It was a joyous experience, as each experience with nature is.
As a child, one has that magical capacity to move among the many eras of the
earth; to see the land as an animal does; to experience the sky from the
perspective of a flower or a bee; to feel the earth quiver and breathe beneath
us; to know a hundred different smells of mud and listen unself- consciously to
the soughing of the trees. ~Valerie Andrews