Today my daughter led me on a delightful adventure. She and her sisters had been doing what kids do best- exploring places where there is mud and water. And she had found eggs. She related the discovery while we were finishing up some homemade cards for our church members' birthdays.
"What were they like?" I asked
"They were white and shaped like this." She held up her fingers and thumbs in the shape of an oval.
"Like chicken eggs?"
"They were under the water. They were bigger than chicken eggs, but harder than frog eggs."
My curiosity was aroused. Wild turkey eggs washed away by heavy rains, perhaps? I promised to go down there with her after we finished lunch. Here are more details about our expedition.