don't cry over....

...spilt eggs!!

this is where we put our eggs to get processed..  

a lot of eggs, eh?  

Well, lastnight our sorting table had a leg issue, and, well... long story short - a stack of NINE trays (holding 30 eggs each) smashed onto the floor below.  I was too depressed to take a picture. Trust me - it was a MESS! 270 deliciously perfect eggs make a BIG mess when smashed into smithereens.  

We had a lot of happy dogs last-night.
No happy campers to be found in the farm house, but at least the dogs were happy.

We have a huge demand for eggs at the moment.  With our regular clients, we could only supply half of what they wanted.  We could have sold double last week!

Well, hope will be on it's way - in the shape of a teeny tiny little chicky (or 400).  We've done our first batch of babies - 300 of them - and they're out in the paddock in their custom built A frame shed.   Close to the house so that we can keep a watchful eye on the little pesky girls.  They are now called "hoodlums" and I'm picking up 400 more day old chicks on Sunday.  They will come home to their custom built 20 foot storage container fitted with gas heaters and all the clean shavings, water, and food they can ask for.  In a few weeks, we'll introduce some greens to them, and a few weeks after that, they'll be transferred out to join the hoodlums.   

Have a happy day. 

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