Luigi, the warm egg eater.He won't eat one if it cold, but almost pushes the hens off their nest to get them fresh. We are getting so many he could have a few. He hasn't bothered the duck eggs. Makes me think of an uncle who put an egg in his wine for dessert, dipping biscotti in this and being very content. Just like Luigi, sitting here in the sun.
That start of a day offers a welcome sight, the sun.
Forsythia still staying around