Having grown up in a little town in perpetual Spring, seeing trees that seem ablaze always gives me a giddy kind of (asymptomatic) arrhythmia.
Our first bathroom stop (after getting lost for a long, long time) was also the Greyton Doll’s House Museum. What amazing pieces of art these were! When I was a little girl I loved the idea of a doll’s house, and my uncle and dad fashioned little wooden pieces of furniture for me. I took a few pictures – through the glass casing – but this one, of a carpenter’s workshop, stood out for me. There was also a sweet shop, an antique shop and an apothecary. Visit the place if you can!
We had delicious Belgian hot chocolate (made locally) from Via’s Deli. Incidentally a musician-pair was performing for somebody’s birthday. And what an electric pair they were! I have never seen such a good musical combination of old(ish) and young, guitar and violin.
Greyton wasn’t actually a scheduled stop, but we couldn’t resist. It’s lovely.
And off we were, to further adventures…