Until today I was completely upset about having so many drakes, then I had the great luck to find a duck hobbiest in a nearby town by the name of Raymond.   We drove about 30 min. last night to trade him for the current ugly ducks I have in the backyard…..

I have no worries because I know they will turn into beautiful ducks after spending a few days being pampered in MY backyard.

Raymond, the duck man, assured me that his hens were a year old and laying an egg a day.  I got up early this morning just to run out and check the pen for eggs, no eggs!  I kinda decided that the trauma of the drive and meeting new ducks last night might have taken a tole on the old girls.  So when I came home for lunch today, the first thing I did was go out for my very own Easter egg hunt.  I was just looking for anything white in the yard…..

LO and BEHOLD……

MY FIRST EGG!  How egg-citing is THAT!!??  I am no longer upset