Well, I have had a nice break from blogging over the festive season and into the new year. I am not in to all these new years resolutions etc, so no hardship to take a break from all of it.
The cake did make it to the UK intact and was enjoyed after Christmas. Phew!
Things have been a bit busy around here the past few months. I have been doing a few hours a week at the village school, and with my other usual committments it has been a whirlwind of activity. School holidays this week, so I have been back to my old schedule and catching up with friends.
Today was gardening club, and it was great to see everyone and talk gardens. It was also gloriously sunny, so a pleasure to be out and about.
Our gardening club, Les Amis du Jardinage, meets at a local pépinière called Arbres et Abeilles (trees and bees). It is a lovely nursery near Civray and in a very pretty spot. They have a website also www.arbres-et-abeilles.eu and you can check out the dates for upcoming workshops and gardening club meetings, as well as order your plants. There are bee keeping courses available, and gardening accessories. Anne, the owner, also has chickens. One of my favourite animals!
Luckily I had the fore thought to email Anne a week ago and ask if she had any eggs available for eating.... you do need to specify this as she also has eggs for hatching.... could be an interesting mix up... So today I came home with a dozen lovely fresh eggs. Half brown and half blue. Yes, blue!!!
One of the chicken breeds that I am keen to own is the legbar. They lay the most pretty coloured eggs you have ever seen. A pale tourquise blue colour. Gorgeous. ...and yes, before anyone asks... the insides are normal looking - not blue...lol
First thing I had to do was take them out of the egg carton and put them into an antique dish filled with straw. They looked so lovely, I could have quite happily made them an ornament for the dining table.
Unfortunately, our neighbours' chickens were killed by a stray dog, so we have not had nice farm eggs for weeks. These blue eggs, whilst very pretty, will be eaten not admired.
Well, maybe they will be admired for a few days, then eaten.
I cannot wait till my hens and rooster are big enough to come live here. Can you imagine eating these beautiful eggs every day. What a joy to enter the coop each morning and find these gems waiting for you to collect.
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