I remember the first time my ducks stopped laying eggs. One day I was out in the yard, gathering yolky treasures like it was a backyard Easter hunt—those rich, golden duck eggs tucked in straw…
I remember the first time I saw a domestic duck waddling near a pond at the edge of town. It looked out of place—like someone dressed it up for a fancy dinner and forgot to…
The first time I cracked open a duck egg, I knew I was dealing with something different. The shell felt like ceramic—sturdy, thick, a little beast compared to a chicken egg. After my breakfast, I…
If you’re like me and keep ducks for their charming personalities and delicious eggs, you know that a dirty duck egg can be a real pain in the neck. Ducks are adorable mud lovers —…
When I first dipped my toes into the world of duck keeping, I had a dream: a cheerful backyard full of waddling, quacking harmony. I envisioned Pekins, Runners, and Khaki Campbells all lounging together under…
If you’ve ever walked into your duck pen on a frosty morning expecting to gather a clutch of warm, speckled eggs—only to come up empty-handed—you’re not alone. I remember the first winter with my flock…
Cracking the Case of the Mystery Layer When I first started raising ducks, I thought egg collecting would be easy-peasy. I pictured myself strolling into the coop, finding a neat little pile of eggs, and…
The other day, I found myself lingering a little longer than usual in the egg aisle at my neighborhood grocery store. Rows upon rows of chicken eggs stretched before me—brown, white, organic, pasture-raised—you name it….