Best friends after the egg hunt

When you live in a 111-year-old house, tradition is important.

At Inn on Main Street, we have a group of yearly guests who enjoy the lawn instead of the rooms. Those guests are the first graders in Hailey Coomer’s class at Weaverville Primary School, who look forward to hunting Easter eggs on our lawn just as first graders have done for the past eight years or so.

This year the stakes were raised. Eggs in subtler colors than the usual hot pink, yellow and blue were used, and the parents who spread the eggs disguised them well. I was sure that several would go hidden until next time I mowed the lawn. But the children rose to the occasion, claiming 14 eggs each in a matter of minutes. As usual, we sent home a batch of mini-muffins for the kids and the volunteers.

As always, the egg hunt takes us back. Our own girls are now newly married and off on their own. But we see them in these young faces and remember some happy times.

For more egg hunt photos, see our Facebook page.