|birth mum, me, birth grandma and granda|
If you don't know me, than you might not know that I am adopted and met my birth mom about 10 years ago. We don't see each other as often as one would like but as often as we can.
This weekend we decided to meet up half way. She lives on one end of the island and I live on the other so we decided to meet right in the middle in Parksville.
She booked us in at an organic blueberry farm..sadly it's not blueberry season, however the farm is beautiful.
Complete with a security geese.. this thing will defiantly let you know if there is an intruder on the property.. look at him.. he sure gave me an evil eye. I don't think he liked me.
Even though everything was just saturated in water... it didn't put damper on my mood.. get it? damper.. erm.. .
I enjoyed it, for even if you stop to look at the raindrops... it gives you a teeny tiny world to look at.
We had the honor of going into a Buddhist temple. So beautiful inside... and you feel instantly peaceful. You can't help it!
The colours are facinating!!!! I just loved it. It sure was inspiring for a quilt or something bright...
Even the ceiling was beautifully painted... every detail taken care of.
We finished off the weekend by a dip in the mineral baths at Tigh-na-mara. I could have stayed all day.
Ahh well back to the grind.
HAPPY Monday. *sigh*