The other day I was out gathering eggs and as I walk from coop to coop, memories surface of gathering eggs at my grandmas. I still remember the configuration of her coop and chicken yard. I loved spending time with the chickens when I was a kid. As I gathered eggs, I thought . . my grandma would be smiling . . knowing how much I love living in the country and remembering the times I spent on their farm.
I looked down at my egg basket and thought . . my grandma’s egg basket never looked like this:
Two cell phones. Mine and Vince’s. We were waiting on a delivery and Vince didn’t remember which cell phone number he gave them and he was off too far from the house for the phone to work so I was minding both our phones.
My grandparents didn’t even have a home phone for many years and never dreamed of an invention such as a cell phone. Some days, I wish there was still no such thing.
Anyway . . I do have a pretty basket of eggs, right?
Karen says
you do have some wonderful looking eggs! lucky you – yes our cell phones seem to go every where with us and why is that I wonder – it isn’t like I really need to carry my phone around the yard with me – if I get a call and it is important they can leave a message or call back – yet there it is in my pocket
Jen says
I agree! I think cellphones are a curse and a constant fight with the kids. They don’t seem to “get” that the phone is for them to call me….not socialize with their friends! ha I’ve used my grandmas eggbasket for a flower pot. No chickens. 🙁
Pat says
I don’t remember Granny having a basket,but I remember the large bibed apron being made into a pouch to hold them.
Beautiful eggs. We get eggs from hens and ducks that are pastured that a friend grows.
Ranch Wife says
Yes, you DO have a pretty basket of eggs! Sometimes I think I live with one foot in the present and one foot in another era.
Dar in MO says
I love the way your eggs look in your egg basket. Yes, it seems like the cell phone is never far away from where I am too. When I forget to take it outside or on a trip to the store, it never fails I need it or miss a call that I would have like to have gotten.
Diana says
Yeppers the electronic leash as my daughters call it. They get so upset if they cannot get ahold of either of us; then they will call the land line.
WE even had it outside on Saturday when we were chopping and splitting wood! DH is still happy with his BIG ol splitter that was an early Christmas present (22 ton capacity and can stand up to split the really big ones !LOL).