It’s always nice to have Jamjarjude over here on the island for a visit. I feel much less guilty driving 20 miles for an ice cream if I have a companion in crime. So, yesterday being another lovely day, we (and Ralphie) piled into the car and headed off to Coombs….for ice cream.
Coombs is a hamlet with a rather schitzophrenic personality. Part charming stop-over with goats on grass roofs and in fields reminscent of some Swiss mountain idyll…
…a place to stop at the nursery for garden plants and bamboo…
…eat delicious Italian food at the Cuckoo Restaurant…
…listening to the water dancing in the fountain as you eat your pizza…
…buy delicacies or eat lunch at the Goats on Roof market, www.oldcountrymarket.com …
…where you can find Pacific salmon cured any number of ways…
…maple syrup the way Canadians buy it…
…and delicious Saskatoon berry jam.
There are shops to browze…
…where you can pick up any number of pretty things…
…or rustic things…
…or a good read…
…or, and here is where it gets a bit bizarre, enormous marble sculptures. Just the thing for your patio garden.
I wandered down the road, past the tourist trap shops, towards some tired looking antiques shops, which were, for the most part, places where junk has come to rest. But along the way I found some treasures…
…especially an abandoned old log house being reclaimed by nature.
Then it was back to the market to choose our ice cream from their 50-odd flavours… rocky road for me and sea salted caramel for Jamjarjude…
…dispensed from a tumble-down building of immense charm.
Coombs, focus on the good, avoid the nasty touristy stuff, ogle the goats and eat ice cream.
Girl With a Dog and Good Shoes 