The drive down highway 94 from Detroit to Ann Arbor is a transformative one. You leave the Art Deco mosaic of Motor City highways and the clean lines turn soft, the expanse of Michigan’s farmland begins to emerge as a pastoral pastel.

As the evening deepened, the big sky turned technicolor with an incredible sunset. The night ended in the kind of wild darkness that makes you feel small in the vast landscape, without any light pollution to dilute the immensity of the stars. After an evening of amazing connection, no one felt alone in the endless night as they left the pastures together, kicking dirt off their boots on the way back to the bustle of reality in the valley below.

When the food is this good, we can worry a little bit less about things like weather or whether or not the table is so perfectly set (although we still try our best, every time). But, as rain poured all day the day before the Supper and flooded the lawn outside The Barn at Bedaw Farms, we started to wonder if we’d be able to set the table there at all.

There are many reasons why we love the Pacific Northwest and we feel lucky to call it home. On July 24, we packed our car and hit the road for one of the most beautiful drives, up to Victoria, BC. We stopped midway for a lunch feast at Hama Hama Oyster Co and eventually, we boarded the ferry in Port Angeles. We arrived in Victoria that evening, so energized by the beauty of the area and so ready to host our very first Supper in Canada!