Every Day an Easter Egg Hunt December 3, 2012
Daily Egg Hunt
Recently I went out to pick the last of my string beans. There is nothing that beats the taste of fresh beans right off the vines. As I picked I noticed something under the plants that didn’t seem to be the color one would expect to see in the midst of a bean patch. Hidden deep under the foliage, in a neat little nest was two blue-green, one chocolate colored and two small white eggs. They had to have been laid there since the last time I picked my beans which was only a few days days prior.
This is not an unusual occurrence around here. There are only a few places my chickens can’t find a way to get into. The house of course, and the front yard are off limits. But the rest of the property is—in their opinion—theirs, no matter how I try to keep them out of certain areas. They also seem to be determined to lay their eggs someplace well hidden other than the nest boxes I set up for them. So when I go out to collect the eggs I have an egg hunt on my hands. I have to check not only the nest boxes but also every conceivable place a hen might find to lay her eggs. And with the perpetual mess around here there is an abundance of hiding places. Once I find a spot where they have been laying and remove the eggs a couple of times, they go looking for another hiding place. Apparently they love playing egg hunt!
I’ve found eggs in several places in the garden, in the compost pile, in the dog house (which they’ve scared the dogs into never entering), in the green house, between bales of straw and in the wood pile just to name a few places. We have a canoe which is stored upside down behind the storage shed when we’re not using it. One of my Jersey Giants began laying up inside the canoe on the under side of one of the seats. I only found them because I saw her go under it once and decided to investigate. She had laid about a dozen eggs by that time. I once found my Partridge Cochin sitting on a clutch of eggs she had deposited in a bucket. After I found them she never laid there again.
I also have an almost blind Easter Egger that still gets around quite well but I have to keep her separate from the others because they pick on her. She finds her feed and water okay but she lays her eggs wherever she happens to be. So there’s no telling where I might find her eggs.
Most of my hens lay their eggs in the nest boxes which are provided for them, but a few rebels continue to make every day an Easter egg hunt.