...To buy a fat pig. Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
We didn't buy a fat pig, although I did purchase a pork roast at the Qualicum Beach Farmer's Market on Saturday morning, along with fresh strawberries, tomatoes, snow peas and other veggies.
We went by bicycle, about a 35 minute ride. Come along with us on our route home, past quiet country houses,
through sun-dappled woods,
past quietly grazing llamas,
and over a small bridge where we stopped to gaze into the stream.
Seeing the golf course meant we were getting closer,
and after passing this mini field of lavender, we knew we were almost home.
Joining in Mosaic Monday at the Little Red House. Come on over and see more mosaics of life in various places around the world.