On Saturday I was up early and out the door to work my way around the Loudoun Farm Tour. I wasn't expecting to be particularly astounded as after all it was just farms, and there was only one brewery on the tour, which I'd visited previously and not been particularly amazed at, so I wouldn't be stopping there.
The farm has a website which I have bookmarked. This place will definitely stay on my radar.
Next on my map was Apple Valley Farm, which was disappointing. Comprising of just a small barn with some gourds and squash for sale, an apple press, and a German dude selling sausages, which because of restrictions told us we had to cook them ourselves on the grill he'd provided. I wasn't up for that but wished I'd thought to bring a cooler so I could have taken goods home. But I was still on a high from Blooming Hill so I strolled back to the car and drove through Bluemont, stopping at their fabulous old country store where I grabbed a top notch, homemade egg sandwich. I love this delightful historic and scenic little town but it's unfortunately blighted with heavy traffic.
So onto Abernethy and Spencer in Lincoln, which has some of the oldest greenhouses on the east coast, which was a draw for me. For some reason I hadn't expected it to be a garden nursery so was initially a little disappointed when I first pulled up. But my dismay rapidly evaporated as I got out of the car and looked around. The buildings were obviously old, and big. I noticed one, which wasn't open to the public, was completely filled with Boston Ferns. I strolled into the main greenhouse and was immediately greeted with bird shrieks and a loud' 'Hi!", from a sulphur crested cockatoo and an Amazon parrot. They were loose so I walked over to greet them.
My next stop was Donkey Meadows, a farm that raises Mammoth Jacks, the largest donkey breeds. But I had a slight diversion when first, I stopped to pick up an armful of osage oranges for the house, and then I spotted a free glider rocking chair in a driveway, that was in excellent condition. Not able to pass it by I stopped Stuart and lifted the chair through the back door, but it wouldn't fit. Undaunted I lowered it to the ground and then pushed back the front passenger seat. I heaved the chair into the car, and with some wiggling and grunting, it slid in fully. Woo Hoo! I walked around to get in the car and spotted the owners at their front door, who had seemingly been watching my determined efforts. I waved and yelled out, Thanks!', and they waved back. And just down the road was the farm.
the full story with photos is here. I walked down the narrow aisle, noting how healthy each and every plant was. I was also intrigued to see many of the plants growing on a slab of cork bark, a visually pleasing wall hanging.
I got home and unloaded my new rocking chair, placing it by the fireplace in readiness for relaxing and for my mug of tea which I set to making. but no sooner was my back turned than His Lordship acquired the new throne immediately and by his expression was resolved never to move. I haven't sat in it yet...