She made it look so easy! Long slim fingers encircled the white orbs. Two, three, even four at a time, Mom transferred the eggs from the straw-lined metal nests to the straw-lined metal pail. I stood next to her, watching carefully, for I knew the time would come when I would be called upon to gather the eggs.
.Our hen house stood 40 yards directly north of the house. South windows let in plenty of…