Be Careful Of What You Wish For

My Overtime shift was fine. I only worked a short shift (10pm to 6am), so had time for a short sleep with a Welsh terrier laid on my head before I had to get up to do the morning jobs.
When I walked over to the field, I spied two egg boxes sat on the dry stone wall, and thinking that someone had left them out for me ( as many of the villagers tend to do), I ignored them until I walked back into the cottage for that blissful "first coffee of the day"


In the  boxes were carefully placed 12, clean and intact bantam sized eggs , a fact that confused me greatly at first, that is until I took a closer look at them and realised that someone had actually left me a dozen guinea fowl eggs.


I have no idea where they have come from, but I suspect it is a gift from someone who had read my blog about my missing guinea hen, for written on the top of one box was the words 
"to help you replace Ivy "


As fate would have it Sorrel the buff who hatched the single chick, Celeste earlier in the year, has gone broody yet again, so on impulse I tipped the eggs into her nest and watched the big fat hen collect all twelve underneath herself with a collection of satisfied clucks..in a few weeks time we may have some keets on the field


People are so very kind are they not?
And So I have to post a BIG thank you to my "secret"  blog reader and egg leaver
Whoever you may be
ps/ Thank you Margaret from Babell, I found your note!