Yesterday we took a day off from our volunteer work which can resemble work more than fun some weeks. I took a day off from pattern decisions and we went out to play. This was also a kind of pre-birthday gift. Anne had always wanted to have lunch at the Furry Creek Golf Club so off we went. I thought about making it a surprise - kidnapping and blindfolding her. But it's a long-ish drive and I knew she'd figure it out anyway. Or I'd break down and tell her. Here are just a few snaps from the day ...
A quick stop at Britannia Beach to look around and walk a bit since we were early for lunch. This baby starling popped out of his nest hole to greet us.
The community church has been re-purposed. Letters to God?
Our view from the lunch table...
A footbridge at Britannia which led to a path along the creek. This tiny community has been the location for several movies. I have seen none of them.
This is the creek under the bridge.
Being a tourist in your own town...always fun. And it always leaves you wondering why you don't do it more often. But then we're back to that ordinary world and exploring has to wait for another day.