Sea BreezesNo, it's not Easter yet, but almost! Do you love my brown fresh country eggs? My friend, Steve, one of our Spanish teachers, has a flock of hens who are now laying....eggs...and lots of them. He knows we love fresh, hormone free eggs, and so when he has a surplus, which is often, we get the surplus. Yum, are they good. They are very rich and creamy. He even has a hen who lays green eggs. Really. So, we have enough eggs for the week. I told Steve to "thank his girls for me." His rooster is, well, a bird of a different feather. Steve swears that rooster doesn't get up until they do. He doesn't hear him crow until the lights in their kitchen come on. My kind of rooster.Eggs say spring and so do azaleas and wisteria, both of which are busy showing their stuff in our yard. Spring is almost my favorite season. My very favorite season, is, of course, summer. All teachers love summer. But spring has sprung and I am loving the color here in coastal Georgia. My old friend, the friendship is old, Cindy Jones, from Dyersburg, was in town this past week with her church group of kids, and she called me. The kids did a concert over on St. Simons Island. I got to meet her in Brunswick for coffee before they set out for Hilton Head, and I went to school. It was great hugging and catching up. We promised to talk again soon. Cindy, thanks so much for the visit. My nose is sniffing spring, and my fingers are getting itchy for digging in the dirt. I am heading to the nursery tomorrow to see what abounds for this gardener. Our vegetable garden soil is begging to be toiled, and I am drooling over seed catalogues. What is wrong with me? I come to life in the spring, as I am an outdoor, yard, pool, porch freak. Color, eggs, bunnies, blooming things. Count me in. Spring has sprung on the coast of Georgia. Enjoy some of the color in our yard.
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