As we drove into town we could see the barricades and orange cones and crowds. Main street had been blocked off and we had no idea why - we just needed to get to our favourite deli to get our buns. And we did and we enjoyed them at a pull-out along the lake.
Quite a few years ago, a certain someone used to pick fruit in the orchards. This weekend we went back to one of those orchards which is now a winery - Blue Mountain Winery. The cherries are all gone, the landscape has changed, but the memories are still fresh. I especially like the story of the tractor rides into town to go to the pub.