We had to cancel our plans to go to the Okanagan this fall because Paul can’t get away from work right now so this past weekend, we consoled ourselves with a little family day trip. Paul is of Ukrainian heritage and I have a bit of Ukrainian in me as well so we decided it was high time to visit the nearby Ukrainian Village.
It’s a lovely little park. There are businesses to visit (a blacksmith’s shop, a gas station, lumber yard, etc.) and homes from different eras. The kids particularly liked the mud hut homes. They played in those homes while I thanked my lucky stars to be born in modern times.
A constant in all the gardens there is dill. My favourite Ukrainian dish has loads of dill in it so it seemed appropriate to find it everywhere in the Ukrainian Village.
Back to work. Isn’t it nice how the farmer’s wife rides along for company?
In the next one, I think it looks like they are turning towards some unexpected visitors. The little farmer’s wife looks happy to see them but the farmer looks disgruntled, as if, “Ugh, they’re interrupting my work!”
Not to be outdone by Claire striking a pose, this pig ran up to me at the fence and gave me some great eye contact. What a little cutie, huh?
Our day at the Village ended with delicious “Baba’s specials”: perogies, cabbage rolls and sausage. It was heaven, and absolutely perfect to conclude our visit. It didn’t occur to me until after I wolfed down my share that I should have taken a photo of our feast.