I do the Tuesday morning shift at the Eastside egg co-op. There are 39 rambunctious hens and I'm usually not there early enough for them. In the background of the photo is the mobile chicken coop where they all sleep at night, perched on bars like a rookery. They live at Zenger farm, also one of the homes of the 47th avenue CSA and vegetable farm. One or two patches of field are always kept fallow, and the hens live in these spots, nibbling at old peppers or kale, scratching around for seeds, and pooping all around.
The eggs are extraordinary. They taste sweet like grain. When I make mayonnaise with the yolks it's a bright highway orange. It's really a wonderful thing taking care of these girls, clucking and crowing with them.