On the weekend the Artist and I took a little getaway to Salt Spring Island. I had been as a child but had no memories of it so it was like going for the first time. The connotations I had in my mind though: hippies, arbutus trees, artist studios.
We saw a good share of all three plus a whole lot more, which I tried to reflect in the photos below. We loved our three and a half days there walking on trails, reading at the beach, eating artisan foods, going to the legendary Saturday Market, and driving till roads dead ended, stopping at artist studios and enjoying the overall quirkiness of the island. We were very thankful the weather cooperated. Could it be actual spring at last?
Store sign in town
Ruckle Provincial Park
One of favourite flower photographs
Trail in Burgoyne Bay Provincial Park leading to Daffodil Point
Daffodil Point
Daffodils were dead but the view was great!
Very alive daffodils in front of a derelict house
The Saturday Market was overwhelming with how many artisan foods I wanted to try (and buy)
These egg stands are everywhere and operate by the honour system
Speaking of eggs…
Adorable kids at the Salt Spring Cheese Farm, where I tasted the best goat cheese of my life
We were welcomed to the island with this basket of fabulous local goodies from our hosts!
Earth Day poem
Creative way to mark your property
I’m not so keen on crabs but I like this photo (credit to my husband)
St Paul’s Catholic Church, oldest church on the island (1878)
These trees look like they’re holding a conference
Going on a limb here
Till next time, Salt Spring!
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