Saturday afteroon we were driving down to capture some shrimp at Captain Sams.

We were almost there when we saw some black smoke coming from behind some buildings.

I looked in my rear view mirror and in the distance I could see fire trucks approaching.

I wisely kept moving and focused on the shrimp and let the professionals go to work.

While we were buying the shrimp, the Swansboro department joined the battle. By the time we drove back by and snapped these pictures, even the Stella truck was there.

I haven't heard any details, but I hope no one was hurt.

When we went back by the fire, traffic going westbound on Highway 24 was stopped and backed up past the intersection with Route 58.

We headed on over to Emerald Isle and down to one of our favorite beaches to check and see if our beach chairs were working okay.

You don't want to have equipment malfunctions in the middle of beach season.

The winds were a little too persistent for our tastes over on the beach so we did not stay long. I still got to cool my heels a little.

After the wonderful couple of hours we had on the beach on last Thursday, it is hard to settle for anything less.

That day was so good that I wrote about it in a post, Practicing my chapel skills and posted a set of web slides.

I am looking forward to some warmer weather and quieter winds next week. At least that's what Weatherunderground is promising.

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Farm fresh eggs just happen to one of my favorite foods. When we lived on our farm in Canada, we had own hens.

My Aunt Molly got some "biddies" each spring. She always supplied my Mother with wonderful eggs. Having a flock of hens is an old southern tradition.

Since we have moved to the coast on the western side of Carteret County, we have been looking for a source of fresh eggs.

Not long ago my wife and oldest daughter discovered the White House at 3346 Freedom Way (Highway 24) in Hubert, NC not far from Swansboro.

On Friday we took a trip over so I could meet the hens. I have never seen happier hens. I had no idea that pine straw is the ultimate scratching material for hens.

We took home lots of beautiful eggs. They are as nice as the Malu Aina Farm eggs that we used to enjoy in Roanoke with our perfect Saturday morning breakfast.

I never made it inside to see all the neat decorative items for beach homes that I suspect is the real business of the White House. I stayed outside and watched the hens who are far more entertainment than television.

All I can say is that if the decorative items are as high quality as the eggs, they must be very good.

You can give the guys at the White House a ring for more info at 910 326 3049. They are open Tuesday - Sunday: 11am - 6pm

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