Finding her last egg

Back yesterday evening after work to do the usual rounds of the birds and the paddock. This involves collecting eggs from the chooks, checking on the broody black chook, checking on Gertie (who will even accept a stroke on the back without offering much in the way of violence), and walking around the paddock to see that all is well.
That morning I’d buried the chinese goose and I went over to see the site of her interment. Near there was the fir tree where she was wont to lay her occasional smaller eggs and where I found the last one that she would ever lay, sitting in a neat little nest of grass and moss. Still, no time for sentiment, and it’s now in the fridge waiting for a suitable culinary opportunity.
Here’s the last picture I took of the chinese goose, back when we had the snow in March:
Chinese goose in the snow


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