We explored an abandoned orchard at Campbell Valley Park today. The red apples against the blue sky were spectacular. Thank goodness I had my camera with me. The whole time we were tromping through the tall grass (Please God. let there be no snakes…gulp!), a military jet kept circling. I’m probably on some list somewhere now, just for pointing my camera at it. LOL!!!!
My BFF and I were chastised by a young employee, who looked befuddled when I asked, “Why?”.
Have you ever heard of a more asinine rule? Gotta love bureaucrats. Hmmm…I feel a letter-to-the-editor coming on!
I found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow in the Okanagan–true story. My hotel room overlooked the lake AND a field full of mares with their new babies. It simply doesn’t get better than that! There’s something so special about watching frisky little babies kicking up their heals and checking out their awesome new bucking skills! The ultimate in sweetness! This little fella (?) caught my eye because he has the newest mane I have ever seen–sticking straight up! And just look at that precious velvety new tail. Awe.
I spent a lot of time around hay when I was a kid. I had horses, and I loved feeding them and preparing their stalls every day. My husband nearly spat out his coffee when I told him that I love hay. He spent his youth haying fields every summer, and that involved lifting heavy bales and stacking them in this massive barn–to the rafters. There were no romantic notions of the beauty and simplicity of farm life. It was sheer hot, dusty PHYSICAL LABOUR. He laughs when he recounts the story about his father finally buying mechanized tractors and balers only AFTER he and his brother moved away to go to university.
This picture holds a lot of meaning for me. My husband’s parents are red angus cattle breeders, and their farm is a special place where we try to spend our holiday weekends, as much as possible. It’s a working farm, and as a city girl, I’ve had to learn about the importance of farm gates–always close it behind you! The twine is something I see all over the farm–an added precaution. The cattle are gentle but curious, so an open gate is an invitation to explore!!!