“I'm up and down, and round about,
Yet all the world can't find me out;
Though hundreds have employ'd their leisure,
They never yet could find my measure.”
 
We have one hen which lays perfect circles, every time! And since way back, we humans can measure the circumference of a circle, but we cannot find what the exact value of Pi is! Maybe this hen has finally solved this age old question?!
 
We are showing you the regular, ‘normal’ shape of an egg to compare, and the perfect circle on the left! We get one of those every day now.

#circle #circleegg #circular #egg #pasturedeggs #perfectcircle #pi #howmuchispi #
-- from the poem “On A Circle” by Jonathan Swift, all the way back in the 18th century!

“And when the Sun comes out,
After this Rain shall stop,
A wondrous Light will fill
Each dark, round drop;
I hope the Sun shines bright;
‘Twill be a lovely sight.”
 
We had those wild, stormy rains, we had the gusty winds, we had the power out, the internet connection down, the fencing down, the packing shed flooded, and so… both chickens and I really think that a bit of blue sky is a ‘lovely sight’ 😊
We hope everyone is now dry and lookup into some lovely sights 😊 😊 😊
#wild #weather #storms #bluesky #lovelysight #poetry #pastured #eggs #outdoors #summerrain #rains #aftertherain
 
-- from the poem “The Rain” by W.H. Davies

"Something’s not the same,
I taste the sap and feel the grain,
hear the rolling of the [hen]
ringing, singing in a change.

Something’s set to start,
there’s meadow-music in the dark
and the clouds that shroud the mountain
slowly, softly start to part."

May the New Year come in for everyone with a new start, with dark clouds drifting apart - albeit slowly, softly, but steadily. Just like the vibrant green renewal after summer on our paddocks!

#newgreen #newgrass #summer #paddocks #chicken #pasturedeggs #eggs #freedom #newyear #poetry #farmlife #wishfornewyear #freerange #pastured

--from the "Poem for a New Year" by Matt Goodfellow, with modifications by Hilltops free range

"How very simple life would be
If only there were two of me
A Restless Me to drift and roam
A Quiet Me to stay at home.
...
One eye turns to the forward track,
The other eye looks sadly back.
I'm getting wall-eyed from the strain,
(It's tough to have an idle brain)
But One says "Stay" and One says "Go"
And One says "Yes," and One says "No,"
And One Self wants a home and wife
And One Self craves the drifter's life."

However you have chosen to celebrate New Year - whether it was a drifter's life, or lazy days at home, with late mornings, frequent naps and favorite hobbies - we hope you had some wonderful food and wonderful eggs!

Happy New Year everyone! May we all have double the joy of the life we choose!
Our GIANT, double-yolk pastured eggs, beautifully described by the poet, and leaving room for one to do sunny side up, and one to do over-easy :)

#poetry #eggs #doubleyolk #gianteggs #doubleyolker #brightyolk #
--from the poem "The Double Life" by the American poet Don Blanding
--Photography by Haydn