The chooks thought long and hard about the best way to begin the Easter weekend, and thought it was an appropriate time to start laying eggs. They’re very witty, our chooks. And aren’t they the most beautiful eggs you’ve ever seen? Speaking objectively?

We ate some of them for breakfast, and they were delicious, with vivid orange yolks. And the largest egg was a double-yolker – proof of chooky happiness, I think. They’re pretty easy creatures to content – some feed and water, some vegie scraps, some straw to hurl around and space to explore – and the occasional handful of sunflower seeds to completely blow their minds with delight.