Nine chickens keep us in enough eggs for ourselves and to share. When Tim comes to visit from North Wilkesboro, he usually takes home a dozen. The picture is a little blurry, but you can see the pretty brown eggs and the last of the pick of the garden. We've had a frost, and tonight it is supposed to go down to 28 degrees. Since John is still in Ohio with Tim, that means that Andy and I will be going out with a flashlight to unhook the automatic waterers that are in each pasture.