We just got back from a few days at the lake with my in-laws. The weather was terrible off and on but thankfully we had some decent semi-decent weather. Note to the weather gods: It's JULY. Not late October. JULY. Temperatures barely above freezing? NOT OKAY.
We also were blessed with scenery like this. And how I wish I could adequately capture it's beauty because, trust me, this picture doesn't do it justice. It was breath taking.
And jogging down a road like this is such a treat. Although I dragged my feet in the gravel a bit more than usual, you know, on account of wanting to scare away the bears. I am bearaphobic (trust me, it's a word, just like beeaphobic is, which incidentally I also am). I love bears. They are gorgeous majestic animals that I need only ever see on TV or from a moving vehicle, thankyouverymuch. And no, tenting is NOT an option. EVER. I need walls between me and the bears.
The one above was taken the day we were leaving. Notice the bright, warm sunshine (sorry about the glare). This is Murphy's Law #8000 - the day you are leaving the lake, the weather will turn gorgeous, perfect for basking on the beach and stay that way for several days after. While you are there, however, there will be cold northern winds blowing. Seriously, one day it was likely warmer at the north pole.
Remind me why I live here again?
Yeah, I don't remember either. The scenery is nice and all but doesn't nearly come close to making up for freezing my @ss off in July. Nuh uh.
This is a field of canola - we live in the middle of grain farming central - it's quite pretty to see fields of yellow as far as the eye can see - from the vehicle anyway, can you imagine the bees in there? *shudders*
We are home, we had fun as did the kids playing with their cousins, and life is back to normal. Best part of all, I get to sleep in my own bed.