blue eggs 4 sale.

I was driving home from the Kroger today and I saw this sign:

I had to stop and turn around.  Because, one, I wanted to take a picture of it for my blog, and, two, because I wanted to buy country eggs 4 $1.50.  The sign directed me down a sparcely populated country road.  I was more than a little wary as I passed the "no outlet" sign.  I stopped once to ask a mother who was watching her child play in the street if she knew who sold eggs.  She didn't know, but was sure it was someone on this street.  Futher along there was another sign pointing down a gravel driveway.  Two homes shared the drive one was a quaint farm house the other a shady run down trailer.  

I opted for the farm house.  As I pulled up to the house a woman came out and gave me a funny look.  I called from my car asking if this was where the eggs were for sale.  The woman let out a sign of exasperation.  

"I'm gunna turn her sign around.  They always comin' here for eggs.  They sell eggs over thar."  

She pointed to the other home on the drive which was mostly obsured by trees and bushes.  And I coudn't help but think to myself how glad I was that I stoped and talked to that mother and this woman because they could lead the police to where I was if I ended up missing.  

I parked by the shady house and followed the few odd flag stones to a long porch.  All the windows in the house were dark.  Timidly, I knocked on the door.  Twice.  I was about to leave, when I noticed another door futher down to porch.  I went to it and could see and old man standing in the dark house.  I kocked and inquired about eggs.  He went to get his wife who sold me 2 dozen eggs--half of which were blue!