I am currently surrounded by eggs containing the potential for life.....
Here on Bryn Du Farm we are just starting our chicken flock by hatching eggs, the incubator holds only 7 eggs but you need to buy 10 at a time. I had arranged to get only seven while paying for ten (I couldn't bear not to incubate the extra three). When the eggs arrived a day late, there were 11, oh my!
Scrambling to figure out if the eggs would be OK and how to put together a make shift incubator was quite and adventure. Fortunately I was aided by Mary our CSU extension agent who runs the incubating program in the public schools. If the temperature remained under 80 degrees on the eggs journey here they would be OK.
With information comes responsibility, keeping the eggs at a continuous 99.3 to 99.6 degrees, keeping the humidity just right, it's very dry here in Colorado. Spraying them just enough but not too much so that drops run down the sides. Turning them throughout the day and night, oh my is a Mama Hen busy...
I will put them to work in the future if all turns out alright.
The most amazing part of this experience is that the fertilized eggs are different from the eggs I buy in the store. There is a feeling to them that you get while turning them, new life...
As I was rushing to get this all set up, my dear husband came down the stairs and asked did you know there is a nest on the front door with three eggs in it?
My immediate response was let's not use the front door anymore. Then, I sat down and smiled. Never in my life have I experienced a dear nest being built into the wreath that welcomes those who enter our home.
I am old enough now to realize when you enter into new adventures they come, sometimes in unexpected ways.
Adventure and surrender walk hand in hand.
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