On slow relaxing mornings, Shannon’s breakfast comfort food is always fresh scrambled eggs. Thursday morning we had no formal plans for the day, and no eggs in the refrigerator. On several occasions, driving home on Salmon Creek Road, Shannon remembered passing a small farm with a sign advertising fresh eggs. Feeling the need to start the day off right, she headed for this farm only to find the sign wasn’t posted. Not ready to give up on this luxury, Shannon learned from a local store that she could also get fresh farm raised eggs at Michael Herbert’s Dental Office just up the road in Williamson. At the counter in the dental office Shannon reluctantly asked for their fresh eggs?? Half expecting a strange look followed by laughter, sure enough they presented fresh eggs…no appointment necessary. She learned that the dentist’s brother runs a nearby local farm.
It was so nice to have a day without any appointments or obligations where we could relax and get caught up on a few things around the house. By the end of the day I had worked my pile of papers down significantly. It was a warm sunny Spring day, and in the afternoon before the sun set we took advantage of the nice weather with a walk down Pig’s Lane (a historic backyard right of way) to the Post Office to get our mail. We brought the camera along and took it slow and easy just absorbing Spring — blooming flowers, green grass, overflowing creeks, awakening plants, and more daylight. On the way back, we decided to take a shortcut through the Mariner’s Club only to find that there was no way out through their gated fence. Determined not to backtrack we found a broken down section of gate at the end of the row right next to the Lake. Would have been fairly easy to scale on two legs, but with only one it turned out to be quite a feat. I managed to sit down and shimmy my way across ending our walk with a little adventure.