We left Ballarat in the morning after a breakfast (and not before checking out the scrapbooking store for possible treasures LOL), and headed towards Bendigo where we would spend a couple of days with friends of Eva's. We left plenty of time to explore the small towns along the road full of history, the lovely architecture of old, weathered buildings and amazing antique stores.
Our first stop was in Daylesford, where we stopped at a bakery for a snack and then browsed the small stores along the main street. I loved this store who artfully displayed their huge collection of antiques and vintage pieces.
Loved this theater mural painted on the wall of one of the stores...
And these stairs that advertise the attributes of the merchandise found in the store.
We browsed a bookstore housed in an old bank and full of nooks and corners worth exploring. I could have spent days in this store.
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In front of one of the stores, I found an old Morris Minor in an exquisite stage of rust. I filled my camera with different sections of lavender, blue, red orange, gray and black for future use as encaustic backgrounds.
We found a plant nursery tucked in between two old buildings full of garden art and birdsong.
How I hated to go on, wanting to explore each and every store filled with art and antiques. Fortunately for my pocketbook, shipping is very expensive here and so while I looked, I could not purchase anything to bring home. With one last look, we headed to Castlemaine.
But, when we drove past this sign, we knew we would have to make a tiny detour off the road. Because I AM a serious chocoholic!
House in a building built with adobe, hay bales and bottles, we immediately began investigating the chocolates...and they had not exaggerated....they had a delicious selection of one of a kind chocolates and truffles made right on the site.
I put together a small selection of chocolates, mints, caramels and ginger candy...and a big bag of chocolate covered black licorice that Eva introduced me to. I like chocolate and I like licorice but I would have never put them together...and oh my! What a treat they are together!
Outside was a collection of metal sculptures including this echidna, a smaller version of our porcupine. Since I never got a good photo of the one I saw near the Twelve Apostles, I took a photo of this one to remember my sighting of this unusual animal.
In Castlemaine, we stopped at a large antiques store housed in four separate buildings and full of history, including one full building dedicated to automotive history.
I immediately found a booklet of old music from the earlier 1900's perfect for collage. A saleswoman took it from me and said she would put it by the register in the main building so I did not have to carry it around. After we finished exploring, I went back to pay for my music and as I entered the door, I overheard a beautiful voice singing the music I'd set aside. I approached her and she told me her father, an Irish tenor, used to sing that song, but she had never seen the sheet music. She had tears in her eyes as she told me about her father and how her family, parents and 13 kids, had toured the countryside as a singing group when they were children. I told her to keep the music for the song and she told me she would pass it on to her brothers and sisters, so they can remember. Serendipity does exist, I think.
Next stop was another huge barn of a antique, building salvage and fixture store. Another store to spend hours in. Loved the way this collection of old kerosene lanterns were hung.
"Purveyor of All Natural Products". Would have loved to explore this store, but it was closed for the day. And so, we got back on the road, headed for our final destination for the day, Bendigo. We arrived late in the day and I met Eva's wonderful friends, Pat and Margaret, who lived a bit out of town surrounded by eucalyptus trees. As we sat on the deck getting to know each other, I found myself wishing that I could see just ONE kangaroo, before I had to leave. And not a minute or two after that thought, these three wandered into the yard.
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