the eggs and the farmers

Yesterday I had a great country adventure.

After seeing a sign last week that said “Fresh Brown Eggs — Drive In” ,  I made a mental note to return as soon as I could. Yesterday was that day.

After both boys were in school, we drove about a mile down this quiet road, passing nice spacious properties, with barns, horses and other such things.  We arrived at the sign, and turned into a long driveway.  As we made our way down the driveway, we saw several sheep, and even a few baby lambs on either side of the driveway.  They were all so cute, and it was all so quiet.

I parked, saw chickens in the distance, and the house and car behind us.  Since I couldn’t spot a person, I went to the door and rang the bell.  A tall, distiguished looking man open the door.  He had a white beard and was holding a yogurt container and sppon in one hand, and the lid to the yogurt in the other.  I said I was interested in their eggs, to which he turned and called his wife.  She was tall, white-haired and thin, and with exitement, responded “Great!  I’ll go get them in the basement!”  In the mean time, I stood at the doorway, while the man licked his yogurt lid and made small talk.  She was back with the dozen eggs in a couple minutes, as she charged me $2(what a bargain!).  I only had a 20-dollar bill, so while she made change,  he told me about how the eggs were not “graded”, but were cleaned.

They asked me if I was local, and I told them I was, but was new to the area, which started a whole new conversation about a “folk fest” coming up in Doylestown, which they will be a part of, since he’s a metal engraver.  As it turns out, he showed me some of his work, and I shared that I am an artist as well.  He spoke of our joining efforts because sometimes he needs to engrave a picture, but he’s not very good at drawing.  At this point, I mentioned that my mother-in-law was out there, and so Toni(the lady) went out to talk to Patti, as I finished talking to Peter about the art, and his being featured in Early American Life magazine.  We headed out, and I joined Patti and Toni; who then went on to tell us lots about raising chickens,  and raising sheep, as we asked several questions, trying to take it all in.  I had already asked permission to take photos of the animals, so I kept on snapping as we talked.  I got some wonderful shots of these creatures, and dare I say, might have made a new friend, in the community.  I hope to take the boys out  there to see the animals, and meet the farmers.

When I came home, i promptly looked at the website for their business “The shepherd’s Croft“, where I learned more about them, and their farm, and their sheep.

Patti and I made an omelet for lunch, using only 3 eggs, which fed both of us thoroughly. It was delicious!

Yay for meeting the farmers and living in the coutry!  Thank you to the Kellers for being so friendly!