The signs of spring are everywhere around here - blossoms festoon the flowering plum and cherry trees, the daffodils are smiling away, the tulips are pushing their way up through the leaf mulch... I've spotted my first hummingbirds and heard the first frog songs (on the earliest date yet - February 26). We've enjoyed trail rides sans sweaters or raincoats and are furiously starting seeds, prepping beds, and erecting deer fence as the gardening season gets rolling. And, finally, the sign of spring we've all been waiting for arrived: duck eggs!
Were they laid in the comfort of one of the roomy, shavings-lined dog kennels? Nope. About ten days ago, the first eggs were found in a dirt hollow behind the bag of fresh wood shavings. We assume the nest was made by an industrious duck and seems to be shared by at least two of the girls (we are routinely getting two a day at the moment). What we can't tell (because they aren't signing their eggs upon deposit) is which girls. None of them seem the least interested in the eggs or nest so it's impossible to tell who is responsible. Of this we are certain: the eggs are delicious! Duck omelettes are both hearty and tasty - the eggs are huge with massive, deeply coloured yolks and a rich flavour. We've also had fried egg sandwiches and hard-boiled egg-bits tossed with our salad greens. We are happy, happy, eggivores.
The only thing one must keep in mind is the size. These eggs are so hefty you only need about half the number of regular chicken eggs you'd usually use.
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