Last year in August my parents moved to a farm in Prince Edward County Ontario, they refer to it as “The County” and if you’ve never heard of it, it is basically a big island in lake Ontario near Belleville and Kingston. They had owned the farm for a few years but it was more of a hobby thing, then they decided to leave city life and live in the county exclusively. The move was big change for my entire family, myself included, my parents had never lived outside of the GTA before they decided to move and everyone is still adjusting to them living the “county” life.

Prince Edward County. My parents live in Cherry Valley which is in Athol down at the bottom of the island.
My parents bought the house I grew up in (in Streetsville, Mississauga) when I was a baby and they lived there ever since, even though I got married and moved out I was still only a 20 min drive down the 401 from them and I could stop by and visit whenever I wanted. Now they are a 3 hour drive away, to me it really feels like they live in the middle of nowhere and to be honest I had never even heard of Prince Edward County before they started talking about buying the farm.
I was pretty lonely and sad when they first moved. My sister and brother moved out there with them and even though I still have some of my extended family and my in-laws in Toronto, it was a bummer that the days of visiting my parents whenever I wanted, calling them if I had car problems and shopping with my mother on my days off were pretty much over. I don’t get a chance to visit them much as I don’t really like staying out there, usually I drive there in the morning, spend all day there, then I drive home in a zombified state (soooo tired!), for a grand total of 6 hours driving just to spend 5 or 6 hours with them. I’m always happy to visit my family but I don’t usually get to do much other than hang out on the farm while I’m there since I’m only there for a few hours at a time. Although I’ve visited the county a bunch now that my parents live there it was never really my thing, I just didn’t get why people would want to live in the middle of nowhere, far away from where all the exciting stuff is happening. That being said, over the last few months the county has started to grow on me, not so much that I want to move there tomorrow but I’m starting to see the appeal of small town life.

The vineyard on my parents land.

The road my parents farm is on, it's lined with pretty wild flowers and this time of year the corn is taller than me!
Picton, which is the closes town to Cherry Valley (where our farm is), is probably one of the nicest towns I’ve ever had the pleasure of visiting, it has everything I would want in a city or town conveniently arranged on one street! It has a wool shop that is full of beautiful hand spun wool made with materials from the area, they have a great book store with new and used books, a huge library, a marine museum (that is free to the public), a fabric store, all kinds of vintage shops, a cute coffee shop, tons of restaurants, a Sobey’s, a Tim Horton’s, a Canadian Tire and even a fantastic little movie theatre (It’s called The Regent, my sister works there) that shows movies as well as operas and has concerts and art exhibits too, even Stuart McLean’s Vinyl Cafe had a performance at the Regent! To my surprise all the shop owners are friendly and kind, the stuff they sell isn’t ridiculously over priced (unlike some shops in Toronto), and it’s beautiful old buildings are a pleasure to look at.

The Regent

Coffee Shop

This is outside the Marine Museum. Sir John A Macdonald lived in the county!

Fresh food!

This store was AMAZING! All the wool was so beautiful, it was like I died and went to crafting heaven.
Last weekend I was lucky enough to visit my parents on a beautiful day and since I was on vacation I had lots of time to spend there. Also I planned my visit to be on the same day as the Prince Edward County Quilter’s Guild Show. My mom told me about it a few months ago and I wasn’t sure I wanted to go, I figured it would be pretty boring and full of old ladies (not that there is anything wrong with old ladies) but I’m really happy I went, it was one of the coolest crafty shows I’ve been to.

hmm...I think this person likes quiltz...
These quilts were absolutely amazing. Some were hand stitched (OMG!!!), some were done with machines and some were traditional while others were more modern. I met a really nice lady named Edith, she was 90 years old and she hand stitched (!!!) an enormous quilt that was in the show, when we asked her how long it took she said ONE WINTER. um….wow, I think that is pretty impressive, don’t you? Also, the quilt she made was for sale for $1000. um…wow again. Don’t get me wrong, it would be totally worth it, it really was very beautiful, but still…wow!

Edith and her gigantic hand stitched quilt.

Hand stitched with 396 different fabrics! I LOVE IT!

One of my favorites!

This quilt wasn't at the show but I liked it so much I had to put it in this post, it was in the window of a shop called Kelly's in Picton. I know its hard to see in the picture but it has robots in each square. My husband would love this!
The quilt show only happens once ever two years, and I can understand why. Each quilt had a little description of the person who made it and how long it took, Edith’s one-winter quilt was the exception, not the rule. Some of the bigger ones took up to 3 years to finish, and that my friends is some serious crafty commitment!
It was a great day, probably one of the best days I’ve spent in a long time. I got to see my entire family together for the first time since the move, we had a barbeque, went to see the Lake on the Mountain (if you’ve never heard of it, look it up!), we shopped in Picton, and we went to the quilt show. If this is what “county” living is like, then I would be lying if I said I wasn’t interested. For the first time since my parents moved I feel like they knew what they were getting themselves into when they made the decision to move out of the city and while I can’t picture myself living there, I am already planning my next visit to the county.

Lake on the Mountain.

The ferry off the island to Kingston.

Why not.