The chicken came first…

In this story at least.

 
At home I have an egg delivery service – six fresh eggs every month duly delivered to my “milk” box.  This year I have had trouble using even those as I had bought more when I was planning on entertaining after Christmas, then came down with the flu.
Good friends got to have deviled eggs twice in the same week.

However, here at my sister’s one of my brother-in-law’s passions is chickens, so there are fresh eggs daily. Sunday morning instead of going up the street for coffee and a bagel I stayed home and had a fresh scrambled egg. Watched by the rooster who sits in the corner (at one point there was a live one, but the noise was too much for the neighbors as well as my family).

note that my computer is playing table set.

Sight and Sound

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Both are precious as I possess both glasses/contacts and hearing aids

 

Mountains, clouds like caps on the peaks, summer haze, old wooden chalets, irises, mini pansies, white daisies, roses, lilacs, wilted rhododendrons,

 

orange poppies against wood

stacked for the winter, 

peonies not yet blossomed, 

spring-green trees, stone walls, 

tumbling streams, 

fresh-mown grass… 

 

                                    the odd chickens back in their enclosure.

Crickets, crows, hammers pounding (a roof being repaired), lawn mowers, hedge cutters, the wind in the trees, the odd car or truck, a plane high in the distance, voices, a tinny transistor, rushing streams… 

my pedometer as it counts the steps of my first walk in a week.