So, I set the fridge up and posted on the canyon page and my FB dash that eggs were available. Now I’m sitting in the dark cuz people are actually coming by to buy eggs and it’s freaking me out a little bit. This is going to take a little getting used to. lol. I hope that it ups the number of eggs that I sell from home. Fingers crossed.
So, the hens not hearing that the bakery has burned and that I no longer need 300-450 eggs a week, continue to lay like the laying machines they are.
This morning, I packaged the eggs up into cartons of 12 and brought them to work. Connie, on the cleaning staff here sold more than a dozen of the cartons before 10AM and is convinced that she can sell the rest before the day is over.
I also posted on the Canyon Facebook page that I have fresh eggs available daily. I’m hoping to pick up regular enough business to keep me going until I can find another big client like the bakery, or until the bakery reopens.
The bakery owner has agreed to status quo. Our original agreement stands - straight price for 12 eggs.
Hopefully we can now put this behind us. It was seriously, a small amount of cost we were bickering over, but for me it’s the principle of the thing. I felt like if I gave in to this demand, there would be others whittling away at the cost.
Trust me, no one ever got rich selling eggs. The cost of feed, housing, care, etc for chickens, then figuring in the three-month time off laying for molting and recharging, the errant broody hen, the older hen that stops laying, the hens that fall prey to predators, the ones that die (or drown), hens with chicks…it’s not as easy as it sounds.
I raise hens cause I dig them. They are tiny goofball dinosaurs in feathered costumes, more reptile than not. They require some care but are more like cats…make sure they have food and water and they’ll waddle around doing their own thing. Hold still long enough and they will see if you are edible. My cousin, an Omnivore raised in a household of Macrobiotic Vegetarians used to claim that he was an “Opportunarian” and I can’t think of a better word for chickens.
I deliver 5-7 flats (30 eggs per flat) 2-3 times a week to the bakery during the high season which runs from March until September - October. Then it drops off rather sharply, and I get 1 flat if I’m lucky every day or so until Spring…
The top green egg is your basic extra large egg, the smaller is a new laying hen egg - a Salmon Faverolles hen, and the ginormous egg is a double yolker, and one of the biggest I’ve seen. All three eggs were laid in the same nest today.
My egg delivery earlier this week The bakery that buys my eggs took a photo of them and posted the picture on Facebook. These are 5 flats of 30 eggs each. I’ll do another drop off this weekend.Sometimes it’s important to remember the reason for your madness.
I collected eggs this week to help jump start a friend’s flock and to add to my own bird breeds I’ve wanted in my flock. I was able to get 185 eggs in total. This is remarkable only in that many hens do not lay once the days get short and nearly all chicken folks experience a sharp drop-off. All are going into this guy’s custom incubator tomorrow afternoon. With any luck, it should produce an interesting mix of breeds including:
Crested Cream Legbars
Blue Wyandottes, Gold Laced Wyandottes
Silver Penciled Plymouth Rocks
Light & Speckled Sussex
Blue and Black Copper Marans (finally)
Brahmas — love these big gals :)
"Super Blue" which has the allele for blue feathering
plus about 60 eggs from my own flock…
I’m really hoping this hatch goes well. During my friend’s last hatch one of the first birds to hatch walked into the fan and shorted out the system, so the temp plummeting taking out all but 10 birds… My friend gave me the 10 that hatched. I will have pick of the hatches. And if I whine he may let me trade any beautiful birds that I may miss. :)
WORLD EGG DAY 2013 - October 11, 2013
Damn, today is World Egg Day* [really!] Had I but known, I would have implored the hens to act make me proud! I’m pretty certain that hens didn’t choose October to celebrate — since most Northern Hemisphere hens are molting or are tapering off laying for the winter…but nonetheless, nice for the girls to get some appreciation for their valiant efforts.
*Not to be confused with National Fried Chicken Day, which is in July.
Stopped by the local bakery this morning, to see if they liked the eggs I sold them last week, and wanted more. I ran in to the pastry chef just inside the door. He was thrilled I was back and said that they’d likely take all the eggs I had, but he had to ask his boss, the owner. He disappeared into the back and then I heard someone yelling YES! YES! Yes! Yes! Yes! yes!
So I came back and checked to make certain that I had full dozens ready for delivery. And now, I’m on my way back. Woot!
A neighbor and egg customer called me today to see if I’d be interested in selling eggs to a friend of hers who owns the local bakery. How cool is that? I especially like that her caveat is that I have to keep enough in reserve for her :) Over buying chicks may come in handy!
Things that make me happy on a rainy Monday…include:
my hens finally starting to lay eggs. The eggs pictured have all been collected since Friday. The brown eggs are from my Buff Brahmas, the blue is from an the prettiest hen I have, a partridge marked Aracauna mix with iridescent black sheen, the white is by request, a store-bought egg for size comparison :)
our dog doesn’t have a brain tumor, but she does have a brain (we weren’t sure) and now she’s down two teeth and is miserable, but she’s finally diagnosed and she’s her way back to being healthy
the STOOPID account exec I’ve been gritting my teeth to work with with has been reassigned, YEAH! I can finally move the project forward now, since the client and I are have been on the same page from the start and stuck working with this chick who is really CLUELESS when it comes to project management and communication
Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and Kevin has offered to make me dinner down on the boat. Yeah! Don’t know where our relationship is going, don’t care, just plan to have fun, and wine. There will be wine…
Okay, so I picked up 11 five-week old chicks awhile back, and then two of them were bantams (half-size) and one of the bantams turned out to be a rooster. So, after trying to find homes for them on my chicken list, I found a guy on Craig’s List looking to trade for quail. We emailed then I drove out and dropped off the birds. I was supposed to pick up 3 quail, but he gave me all 19. I know nothing about quail — well, except that California Quail are our State Bird.
So, as with all things fowl, 13 of the quail get along and they pick on the smallest six, so I have to keep them separated.
On Wednesday, as we were leaving for Vegas, I did a final check on the birds and found an egg in the quail cage. An EGG! I knew this was a possibility, but what a shock! These are the smallest quail — Japanese Coturnix — dressed to eat, they would probably be the size of a lemon.
We returned from Vegas at midnight last night. When i checked on the birds there were two more eggs in the nest box, plus one that our pet sitter collected and another this morning. So, here they are in all their glory — are our quail eggs to date. Another 15 or 20 and we can have breakfast.
From the other 13 quail - nada (though several are male and have been awfully frisky lately), and from the 13 chickens, well, nine are too young and the four I added didn’t start laying this fall either because they molted or because the idiot vegans that were raising them didn’t give them enough protein to lay. They likely won’t start laying until spring. But the little guys - Heros in my book!