December eggs are a beautiful thing to see here on this small farm. A few of the Antlerborns have started laying again, near the darkest time of the year. I am finding two or three a day, and they are such a treat. No eggs have been found since October and I have been buying eggs at the farm stand down the road. But yesterday I had a great second breakfast of eggs and my own pig's bacon and it was a feast of gratitude for this woman.
Winter eggs, what a thing. Folk songs should be written about such grand happenings!
The blog of author Jenna Woginrich of Cold Antler Farm. Where pop culture meets agriculture! Here she writes about her adventures following her feral life as a self-employed writer, homesteader, archer, falconer, equestrian, martial artist, hunter, spinner, brewer, geek, and real-life Game of Thrones Extra. She loves movies, music, running far, and eating animals.
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