Dragonlane Artisan Jewellery

A wintery day on the south coast. A lonely beach with boats scattered on the mud flats.

We made a trip to Whitestone Farm and walked away with some beautiful antique dining room chairs — and some of Carey’s chicken’s free range eggs — plus one goose egg.  We were amazed.

Today we made a giant frittata out of said eggs and it was gob-smackingly good. I can attest that Carey’s chickens (and ducks and geese) are very happy birds, indeed, as they have a large plot of land on which to roam and now that the winter has been so wet, they have a big pond in the middle of their yard. I understand that the ducks and geese take turns in the pond, each having a time-out while the other group has a swim.

And the taste of their eggs tells the whole story of well-kept, contented birds.