Sybil

Hey there! I’m Sybil, an Olive Egger beauty. No, I'm not named after the book character, I'm named for the fierce and fearless Sybil Ludington — the teenage revolutionary who rode twice as far as Paul Revere (women nearly always do it better, yet never get the recognition they deserve!) to rally her father’s militia. At Wrong Turn Farm, we are pretty woman power "hear me roar," and honor boldness and grit, and I like to think I fit right in.

Just like Sybil’s midnight ride, my eggs are worth the effort. They come in stunning shades of deep olive green, like little treasures tucked away in the nest box. I don’t just lay eggs — I make statements.

I’m confident, curious, and always on the move, strutting around the yard like I have important business to attend to. I forge my own path, scratching through leaves and grass to uncover the best snacks and claiming my favorite spots with determination.

Some might say I’m a bit headstrong, but I like to call it spirited. After all, standing out and making yourself heard is part of my legacy. Around here, we celebrate the loud, the bold, and the brave — and I’m proud to carry on that tradition, one perfect egg at a time.