Today was a big day on the farm. One of the Maude's laid her first egg! Im not one to over sentimentalize or post pictures of every day happenings to try and bring meaning to them, but I experienced this as a miracle of sorts. I truly never thought I would see a day when I raised a chicken from birth to then one day have them provide me with the life giving gift of food. Every day on the farm feels like a series of miracles and joys that this city kid never thought she would get to participate in. I'm just feeling thankful, and wish I knew which Maude it was so I could pat her fuzzy bum for a job well done and welcome her into the world of womanhood. Dear God, It's Me, Maude...sorry, couldn't help the reference of a classic coming of ovulation tale.