Fall
A 'Love Letter' to Baltimore Valley
A customer’s experience in words and pictures, sharing what makes Baltimore Valley such a special place to visit.
A customer’s love letter
Allison, her husband Ken, and their dog Jack began visiting Baltimore Valley this spring. A little while ago, Allison contacted us with what she lovingly called her “Love Letter to Baltimore Valley.” In it, she shared her thoughts and experiences of the garden centre, along with some beautiful photos that Ken captured during their visits.
We are so grateful for her kind words, and we wanted to share an extract of her letter with you.
What began as a simple way to share what was blooming has grown into flower arrangements, garden projects, little discoveries and the occasional adventure. Baltimore Valley became one of those adventures.
For years, my husband Ken and I travelled Highway 45 on our way to visit my parents in Hastings. Every so often I would say, “We should stop in someday,” but somehow someday kept getting pushed further down the road. Twenty-seven years after moving to Campbellford, Baltimore Valley became part of my summer garden adventures.
This time Ken had his camera ready, and we came with a plant-shopping mission. From the highway, Baltimore Valley Garden Centre looks like a typical roadside stop. Then we crossed the little bridge… and everything changed.
These photographs were taken on our second visit, during one of the hottest days of July. Even in the middle of a heat wave, Baltimore Valley felt several degrees cooler and wonderfully peaceful beneath the trees.
What stayed with me most was the atmosphere. I found myself winding through shady woodland paths, surrounded by streams, bridges and pots arranged so naturally among the trees that it felt less like plant shopping and more like spending a beautiful afternoon in the woods.
Baltimore Valley may be small in size, but it is not a place to rush through. It makes you slow down, look around and forget for a little while that you came there to shop for plants at all. I can already tell we have 27 years of missed visits to make up for.
Thank you, Allison, Ken and Jack, for sharing your visits with us. We look forward to welcoming you back.