My sister's cottage.
This weekend was the Queen Victoria Day long weekend, the first for the season. Everyone who has a cottage went there or went camping. They fought the traffic and witnessed the Black Fly Annual Convention in cottage country and are now scratching.
We don't relish any of that so we always stay home for the Initiation of The Planting Festival. The gardens are prepped and the family fortune is spent at The Garden Centre. There has already been two trips made and there will be at least 3 more! This will go on for at least three weekends.
Aching backs and sore muscles will be the souvenirs of this weekend's festival, but it may well be more enjoyable than being swarmed by black flies and traffic!
See my last year's post about this weekend right below this post. I mostly describe a childhood memory of what I thought was the most important aspect of this holiday; Fireworks!
Labels: May long weekend, planting