It seems the chickens in these parts have been pulling the wool over our eyes. The Artist noticed Eli doing his "my lady just laid an egg" song and dance yesterday, while he was nowhere near the coop. After a little searching amid stacks of wood left after our summer storm, he found a secret nesting spot, with almost two dozen eggs squared away.
This could be an indicator that we don't have enough nesting boxes. Well, we do, but no one seems to like laying in the top row of boxes, and if we keep replenishing our layers each spring, my idea to add another row of boxes for the girls should do the trick. Add another task to the list.
On the bright side, I'll take this as a pretty good sign that we don't have any predators lurking about or this secret stash would be long gone. Not bad for a completely free ranging flock of two years.