The past few days have been amazing. Sunny. Spring-like. Full. The sunsets have been these outrageous, long-winded spectacles that don’t seem to want to stop. Just when I feel like the sky couldn’t get any prettier, I get way-layed by colors even more magnificent than the moment before. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my camera with me when the sky was hot pink and deep purple and looking like it might explode. It was during this moment of euphoria that I was stumbling about the chicken’s paddock, collecting eggs and such, that something caught my eye. I’m actually surprised I saw it because my eyes were more upturned than down, but there on the ground in the chicken’s egg coop was a little wallowed out spot, and one big goose egg. The first one from the goslings we raised in the spring. I was already feeling pretty overwhelmed with the beauty of the moment, but to then find a big ole goose egg! The moment was certainly golden, even if the egg was not!