I have had a fair few firsts where eggs are concerned - the first ever from my 4 original POLs had its photo taken and posted to anyone I thought might laugh in a nice way rather than a cruel one

Then the first from the rescue hens which felt like a reward for the work put in. The first from my only ever homebred chick. And the first blue egg from the rescued one legged chick who sadly is no more but she lived a year and produced her wee blue eggs regularly til near the end, bless her.
Now I'm only getting 4 eggs a day from 10 hens my mini sigh of relief at finding them is enough to keep me going. There is another kind of sigh when I discover the odd stash of undateable and therefore unsaleable eggs while weeding in among nettles and under bushes

Did I mention thinking of a few new POLs?

no sense, me!