This weekend was the 18th Annual Dunegrass Festival in Empire, Michigan and our second annual weekend at the festival. Aside from Dunegrass, we’ve been to Empire a lot this summer. Day trips to the Sleeping Bear Dunes and Lake Michigan. Day trips to North and South Bar beaches. The kids and I even made a trip out for Food for Thought’s Green Cuisine event which technically is in Honor not Empire, but we did have to run to Empire for gas so we could make the long trip home. These little staycations are one of the reasons I’ve been away from my blog so much. There are posts here and here about other reasons I’ve not been around, and a couple more coming I’m sure.
But, I digress. Dunegrass is technically a real vacation, not a staycation like our daytrips to the beach or the dunes. We load up the car with food and camping gear. We set up a campsite in the field with all the other festival-goers and we enjoy great bands like the Rachel Davis Band and Delilah DeWylde and the Lost Boys.
We sleep in a tent during a torrential downpour and wake up in puddles that quickly dry up the next morning in the sweltering heat and enjoy tins of Jiffy-Pop cooked over a Coleman campstove.
So, if this is a vacation post, why is it called, Whose Egg is This?? Good question. Even though we went away for a vacation, we drove the 17 miles back into town several times. You see, we have animals. The chickens? They would have been fine. I checked their food and water supply each time we came into town, but I never had to refill it.
Our new friend, Fiona, would have been fine too although she probably would have gorged herself on all the extra food the first day and been hungry until we came back to feed her again. I could have boarded the dog, but I didn’t. Dogs, especially indoor dogs, have needs. Like food. And Water. And the bathroom. Mostly, that last one. As far as I can tell, Luther doesn’t eat when we’re not home; his food sits untouched in his room until we come home and he’s sure we’re not leaving again. However, if he had too, he would go potty inside. He’s done it before. Wouldn’t you?
So, we came back into town. When we came home Saturday morning we collected Molly Weasley’s egg from the nest box and found the “little” girls taking turns sitting in it. I saw both Luna and Bella sitting in the box on separate occasions. We weren’t home for a long period of time, so Hermione might have been trying it out too, but we never caught her.
Sunday morning we came home and found this in the nest box:
Isn’t it cute? Now we just need to figure out to whom it belongs.
It has been 19 weeks since our girls were hatched and now we have eggs! Don’t you love Urban Farming??
It can’t be Luna’s, because she should be laying blue or green or pink but not brown eggs.
If I had to guess, I’d say it belonged to Hermione because she is the biggest of the three babies and according to MyPetChicken, she will be the most prolific layer of the three little girls. But, I never actually saw her in the nest box. I still haven’t seen her in the nest box even though the other girls have been testing it out since at least Saturday.
So, it could belong to Bellatrix. She was actually sitting in the nest a few times, but I never saw or heard her laying an egg.
I guess I won’t know for sure until I catch one of them in the act!