I would have plenty of fresh eggs every day. Fresh eggs are amazing. You know where they came from and exactly how old they are. Something you have no idea about with the ones purchased in the store.
I would have fresh eggs for breakfast, eggs for baking my world famous chocolate chip cookies, or cakes and breads, making egg salad sandwiches, quiches and custards and of course, eggs for dying at Easter time.
But I don’t have any chickens. Mainly because the city where I live would most certainly throw a hissy fit and demand their removal. They have a silly by-law making sure the residents don’t raise farm critters within city limits and creating noise and nuisance to your neighbours.
Pfft…. if I wanted to annoy my neighbours, I could think of a hundred different ways to do just that…quite easily in fact. But I don’t. Cause I am nice.
As for the Homestead up north, I could raise chickens there…but the problem is, I am not there all the time. I would need to have someone go over and feed/water them and collect the eggs. Those would be MY eggs they would be collecting… I can’t have that. What’s the point in having chickens if other people get to keep the eggs?
So….looks like I will have to wait until retirement before I can raise some cluckers.
Meanwhile, I wonder if I can coax one of these ducks to start laying for me….after all, I am already feeding and watering them. The least they could do is give me some eggs in return.