Friday, February 06, 2009

or like a...


...much needed heavily rained upon morning. The ground lapping up the bounty. Eggs from my parents chickens, fluffily scrambled, steaming black coffee.

The green ones always saved until the last.


Blogger Nessie Noodle said...

enjoying the rain here too. We need it, badly.

do the green ones taste different, or is it just the novilty (sp) of it all?

11:42 AM  
Blogger kristen said...

i love farm fresh eggs - the colors and taste are fantastic. i'm a little envious that your parents have chickens...

1:08 PM  
Blogger curious girl (lisa) said...

I didn't know there was such a thing as green eggs! fabulous!

7:23 AM  
Blogger LeS said...

no, ness, they taste exactly the same - it's just that they are so pretty i save them for last :)

i know, right, k?

funny, huh, lisa? they are from araucana chickens.

10:34 AM  

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