The Gift of Fresh Eggs

As we were leaving Easter brunch last Sunday, our host Sarah presented us with fresh eggs from her chickens. There is just something about the gift of food that has special meaning on so many levels. To nourish, to be enjoyed visually, a remembrance of the day–the gift of giving food is always such a gracious act. Fresh eggs are such a treat. We are often on the hunt for them at farm stands when they are available. The deep orange of the yolks and the magnificent color variations of the shells makes them truly like little works of art. Whether eaten or just looking at them sitting in the fridge set in a bowl, fresh eggs are just little gifts. Now I am hungry… A restful, peaceful Sunday everyone.