If variety is the spice of life, we gathered some spicy eggs here yesterday.
The first is a standard chicken egg, the second, some sort of squib we found among the other eggs in the nesting boxes, and the third, a surprise find when shooing the female zebra finch out of the seed feeder last night! Despite the fact that each morning when I uncover the zebra finches I find Elizabeth as far away from Mr. Darcy as possible within the confines of the bird cage, apparently, they’ve been getting busy.
The finch egg was difficult to crack as gently
as required, so the yolk is slightly broken.