Quail eggs in a vintage green tea cup on a reddish background - what could be more pleasing on this summer day. Our yards fill with quail as the evening time approaches. They totter across from the natural sage and cheat grass covered hillsides to the cracked corn feast provided by our neighbor. In the Winter they are more apt to stay awhile and see what our plants have to offer when food isn't as abundant. (These eggs were purchased, and the insides were already blown out).