My first port of call was to visit some llamas but the directions given were so poor that I had to give up, after being deposited in the back of beyond on a narrow gravel track by my GPS. I then headed for the next place on my list, Woolf Lavender Farm. I drove past that too and had to turn around and return down the track, stopping when I spotted the sign on the way back. Named after Virginia Woolf's book, 'A Room of One's Own', it's on the side of a hill with a most spectacular view of the Blue Ridge Mountains. They grow different lavenders, sage and rosemary plants, and also have some prettily painted bee hives.
I was invited inside and immediately my nostrils were filled with a delicious scent of lavender and sage. A still was being filled with chopped sage, ready to extract the essential oil, and lavender products were displayed in front of a window.
And then all too soon, the tour was over and we were back at the tiki bar again. John cut up more tomatoes, handing pieces out, and my palm was always outstretched. There were even little currant tomatoes. I picked out a nice selection of grape, cherry and the larger tomatoes to take home, and some of those Jimmy Marcelo peppers to cook with sausage and onions, and also a handful of various basils to pop in the freezer.
My last stop for the day was Lee's Orchards so I could pick some apples to take home.