Lorraine brought over some local eggs laid by 'happy hens' for our post-Bloomsday brunch. Aren't they pretty? Now I feel like Martha, and my weird obsession with having chickens is returning. Despite the fact that I am scared of chickens (plus just about all other birds), I really want a chicken or two for the back yard.
BTW Peeps bought me a fancy Belgian Waffle Maker for Mother's Day, it makes great waffle-ines!