They're Messing With Me

Now I KNOW my hens are messing with me.

Still dark when I leave and dark when I come home from a work day, so I don't see much of them until the weekends.

Since Autumn, their laying really dropped off. One, two, sometimes three eggs a days from eight laying hens.

Well ... most of them are getting older. It's been cold. It's the dark time of the year. All the excuses ran through my mind.

Just came home and found SEVEN eggs in the box. There were three yesterday and today SEVEN.

Now I know they are messing with me the devious little fowl.

Here's a quick pick of the haul ... still muddy from heir muddy feet.