Unfurl

I came home to the farm yesterday and ran straight to the garden. I was completely taken in by this patch of zinnias, each one at a different stage of growth, each one with its own sweet charm.

Summer's end (there, I said it)

Last week of August and I don't know how.  Summer is the one season that, as soon as it arrives, we already miss. 

Harvest dinner

I spent the afternoon with this beauty at Savour Ottawa's Harvest Dinner, an annual event that celebrates local food, producers and makers.

Charcuterie: wild boar pâté, smoked corn & pepper relish, peppercorn salami and sausage, pickled summer vegetables & edible flowers, artisan cheese.

Beet salad with goat cheese and juniper & cardamom soil.

Smoked heritage pork in apple cider glaze.

Countless other dishes followed. Beef brisket, curried summer squash, swiss chard and potato croquettes. We smacked our lips and made room on our plates. 

Finished with cheesecake topped with mixed berry compote and a maple cookie.

A very nice alfresco meal that I would gladly eat all over again.

Urban sprawl

I can't decide if flowers spill from the inside or the outside of this Montreal shop. Either way, it's beautiful. 

While the sun shines

When my family says make hay while the sun shines, they mean it literally.