Eggs, colorful and fresh rest in a vintage wire gathering basket. A wife on a farmstead along the Skagit River near Bow, WA, placed a large picnic cooler on a card table along side the rural road, next to the river dike. The honor system was in place with a large canning jar being the repository for the payment of the eggs you want. These days I don’t carry much cash, sometimes none at all. Every place I shop, I can swipe a debit card and therefore don’t need to carry cash. But here I was faced with cartons containing some of the prettiest eggs I’d laid eyes on in a long time. I dug deep for bills and coins coming up with enough for three dozen beauties! I believe the breed that lays these beautiful blue/green eggs are Araucana (please correct me if I’m wrong), and likely the brown eggs might be from Rhode Island Reds (or at least that’s what we had when I was growing up). After posing for a photo session, they made several delicious breakfasts and several baked treats!