Hmm, the lovely weather didn't quite follow us into today, but hopefully by tomorrow it will have caught up. 

We went on a morning stroll to the Riccarton House Farmers' market this morning. Almost an hour long, I think; Mum got quite tired but I loved walking through the greens, listening to the unseen birds chirping in the trees above. 

I used to live just around the corner from the Riccarton House. It's a historic place of the Deans family who were one of the main pioneers to the Canterbury plains. Ever since a few years back they have started having a farmers' market here every Saturday morning. It's not the largest affair, but the fairly long stretch of market stalls attract quite the crowd of enthusiasts, both young and old. Musicians entertain from here and there, if they can be heard above the hubbubs of the early risers. There are various types of breads, tea, chocolate, honey, cakes, sausages, fresh produce... I am eyeing to go back on some delicious looking classic Italian biscuits next time :)