My brother's farm is a magical, magical place.
After driving down a couple of weeks ago and having such a nice evening, the kids really, really wanted to go down again. This time - they wanted to spend the night and thank goodness my brother was as gracious and accomodating as ever and gave us permission.
We loaded up our sleeping bags, pillows, and food to get us through dinner and breakfast and drove down to our fast becoming favorite place ever.
There are so many fun things to do on the farm. This time we curiously followed the sound of cricketing frogs and walked through the east pasture down to the dugout. As a young girl, this small dugout existed but was hardly filled with any water at all. Now it is beautiful and full of life. Apparently, the little frogs that live in this dugout are a rare species, something which has caught the eye of staff at the Calgary Zoo who come down to perform studies every now and then.
We also watched a muskrat, who seemed to have this pool all to himself.
I drove Jessica a couple of miles up a road where we watched a couple of foxes gathered outside of their den and I noticed that each one of us took our turns walking around the farm, finding our favorite places. These are a few of my favorite scenes that remind me most of the farm as a kid.
I insisted on taking the kids five minutes down the road to Clear Lake. It was a perfectly calm evening and I felt such a relaxed and peaceful feeling as I watched the kids run along the dock as the sky turned various shades of pink.
As the sun went down we enjoyed a couple of rounds of Sabatouer, snacked on the yummiest s'mores ever, and settle in for a few episodes of M*A*S*H.
We are very grateful for the chance to experience an evening and a morning on the farm.
With all parks, playgrounds, facilities, and events closed down, we can not think of a better place to disappear to. R&R at its finest!!!
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