My eggs are gorgeouser than yours

Almost every day I eat eggs from Rena, the local Egg Lady. She emails all her customers every week to remind us she'll be outside the church on Thursday afternoon selling eggs. She signs all her emails "LOL," "LOVE," and "GOD BLESS" and with this little chicken face:  .

She gives everyone hugs and crochet dish rags for bringing back egg crates. She is one of my favorite people in this town, and her all-natural, home-laid eggs are my favorite eggs in this town.

Not only are they delicious, but they are so much more gorgeous than anything that comes out of a chicken's butt has a right to be.

I love the way the light from the browns bounces off the pale blue/greens.