Salt Spring Part 2

There are many roads to explore on this beautiful island, and not all of them involve climbing mountains or concussions. Wineries, orchards and farms populate the lower plains and are a joy to explore. As it is bad luck to break with tradition, I picked up a nice pinot gris to take over to my cousin's for dinner this evening - a grand way to wrap up this outstanding weekend.

Obviously this vintner has got the hang of brewing award-winning vino.

Sacred Mountain Lavender Farm is tucked away half-way up the mountain slope, and we had a great time exploring the fields and then poking around the charming store where everything lavender is sold, from lavender coffee (ugh) to various oils, perfumes, sprays, massage creams and even disinfectants. We were given a sniff test to differentiate between English lavender and French lavender, and unfortunately I didn't notice that a can of coffee beans was being held under my nose to clear the senses. I was unable edit my perplexed expression nor my comment that French lavender had a distinct coffee aroma. Bee looked at me with that demented look of impending hysteria that I am only too familiar with, and I knew she was about to lose it, big time. I managed to get her out of there before she completely disgraced us both, but it was close. It was definitely time to head for home.

Hope you all had a perfect weekend. As they say at the hat shop in Ganges, I'll be