Once again Vivenne and Dianne planned the most perfect one-night-away-from-the-farm for fifty ladies.
Our first stop was the Lonsdale Quay Farmers Market.
The shops were freshly opened and we found a cup of coffee and shared some muffins outside in the sunshine.
I love flowers.
I love blossoms..
and I love mountain scenery!
The road to Whistler is a long and winding road and I was ever so grateful to Marg and Judy who hopped on the bus at the first pick up and saved me and Mary a seat right behind the first row.
Taking photos through the front bus windshield needs to allow for a speck of pretending the rock chips are not noticeable.
We arrived in Whistler Village and settled into a lovely hotel and then boarded the bus back down to the village for a walk about progressive tasting tour.
The next morning we woke to another lovely day and walked past the ski hill where the last of this years skiers were enjoying a day of spring skiing.
The sun seemed to indicate an upcoming change in the weather.
We crossed over a bridge and stopped awhile to enjoy the sound of rushing water.
Just before lunch we found Judy and Marg and I loved how again Mary and Marg almost seemed to be long lost twins.
Me and my sister in law Mary.
I was reminded on this little get away just how spunky she is and how fun loving she is...
and how much fun we can enjoy together when time allows.
The little go-away..and...come-back-again...quickly turned to the come-back-again part of the excursion.
The bus stopped on the way back in Squamish the home of the famous Chief mountain where climbers are almost always climbing the face.
The best part of coming home is...
I sit here tonight remembering the fun we had...
and the eagerness of the one wanting to pick me up!
all for now...