Gratitude.
Last night I had a dream that the nest boxes were full of eggs, all different sizes and colors of eggs filling the nest boxes. Some were small like robin eggs, speckled, gold, black. All of them were so beautiful and there were so many! I was delighted and entranced. I woke up with a feeling there was an egg for me, and indeed, right in the nest box like it was supposed to be was my ceramic egg, and one more. Our farm is producing food! Our chickens are laying, and I have delicious chicken noodle soup for lunch. Soon, Tilly and I will be biking around the neighborhood delivering eggs.
Delight.
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