Tues Nov 3, 4 to 8 pm: Wells! Get your bread fresh from the oven.
Wed Nov 4, 9 and 9:30 am: Bread delivered to Green Tree Health and Wellness in Quesnel, and Bouchie Lake Country Store in Bouchie Lake
Wed Nov 4, 4 to 8 pm: Pizza Night! (I’m not sure of the toppings yet, but whatever they are, they will taste great).
While Tim and I were away, winter crept into Wells. It is a BIT of a shock for me coming back to snow after being in Nova Scotia with sunshine and warm temperatures (well, OK, there WAS one Atlantic blow while I was out east, but only for one day). Tim was just happy to be home from England – he hasn’t lived in Wells long enough to dread coming home, and like a reformed smoker who can’t stand one whiff of cigarette smoke, he is a tad disturbed by the noise and busyness of the UK now. To overcome jet lag, we walked on some of the trails near Wells today, and talked about and dreamed of the snow that will soon be coming – we will be skiing before the month is out!
Tim was visiting his daughter Sally in England. They went to York together, and did fun things like: look at bike stuff, visit museums, ride trains, play cards, eat chocolate, look at more bike stuff, watch juggling unicyclists swallow swords, and all manner of other crazy things. They have fun together and really enjoy each other’s company.
I went to Nova Scotia to visit my parents. They live in the Annapolis Valley, an amazing and beautiful agricultural region. As a consequence, my parents eat nearly 100% from their local region: there are two cheese producers, a chocolatier, countless veggie producers, several meat producers, at least three decent bakeries, more wineries than you can count and more opening all the time, a new brew pub, grain growers and millers, and on and on it goes. They frequent the local Farmer’s Market all year long, every Saturday morning. Needless to say, I ate very well! My dad and I had an interesting time on our annual hike to Cape Split:
There was only a slight bummer to the end of my trip: West Jet pulled an Air Canada on me and smashed up my luggage a bit. It was quite an amazing achievement on their part, considering I had five glass jars contained in a wooden box in my bag. Three of the jars were almost completely smashed (and their contents all over everything, obviously) and two jars were completely undamaged. Luckily, my gallon and a half of maple syrup survived – it was in plastic containers that bear quite a few scratches from all the glass!
But to end on a positive note, we got a parcel in the mail while we were away – a gift from our secret admirer called Charlene who lives in Red Deer. It’s gorgeous, and in perfect condition, thanks more to Charlene’s good wrapping skills than Canada Post’s grace, I’m sure!