Such a long spell of no eggs. It felt like months, and it practically was that long. Between the big molting the hens went through in November, then weeks of short days, long nights, we went many weeks with no eggs at all. More recently we started getting an egg every other day, then two. And today, all of sudden I find 5 eggs. And perhaps even more awestruck and admiring than ever before, I brought them into the house with ceremony and affection. The eggs, the pretty, nurturing, inspiring, darling eggs are back.