What a lovely weekend, hot, sunny and full of surprises.
We went out yesterday to get strawberries. We go every year to the same place, a little stand on Veyaness Rd where a grandmother in her sari sells us a flat of lovely strawberries. This afternoon, they will become a few jars of freezer jam. And will taste as fresh as they are today. Nothing like local strawberries.
Then after a stop for lunch and iced tea in Sidney we decided to take the long way home. Does that make you think of that song by Supertramp? Oh go on and enjoy it on youtube. I apologize in advance for the youtube ads.
And headed off to Island View Beach. Ah lovely ocean breezes, so cool and refreshing.
With the strawberries keeping cold in a cooler ( we think of everything, dontcha know) we spent a bit of time walking the beach.
After making another stop to get the smallest of new potatoes for a summer salad, we headed up a road we’d never been on before. Isn’t that what you might do on holiday, discover somewhere you’ve never been before?
As I’ve maybe mentioned before, since we live in our fave holiday destination and actually don’t take the usual holidays we designate every summer weekend as our holidays. And this one little diversion ended up feeling like a holiday in the south of France … except, all the signs were in English. Ok I admit I’ve never been, but I’m pretty sure it’s just like this, except for the signs….
So here we are, meandering in lovely green countryside….
with a farm lady whizzing by on a tractor…
on our right, a dappled horse grazing in a meadow.
We discovered acres of grape vines for wine? Mind you looking at the photo today, I’m wondering….maybe kiwi? Never mind, imagine grapes in the south of France, ripening in the hot sun….
near rolling farm land.
It felt like a holiday to us as we meandered along, drinking iced tea and stopping at every good photo spot on the long way home.