A fresh brown...

My timing was perfect today. Well, perfectly awkward.

I went to the coop to check on the chickens this afternoon. I opened the coop door at the exact moment that Carly-Angus was laying a fresh brown...egg. She was assuming the crouching position, and our eyes met as the egg touched down softly onto the pine bedding. It was awkward for her, it was awkward for me. It was kind of like accidentally walking in on someone sitting on the toilet, or even having a baby. Your not sure whether to shut the door quickly, run, and pretend like it didn't happen, or shield your eyes and apologize profusely for your embarrassing blunder.

I will admit that my curiosity won out. I left the door cracked open so I could spy on her egg laying ritual, all the while feeling secretly lucky to have witnessed such a simple yet spectacular part of the life of a chicken.