While the boys were backpacking, my best friend and I spent part of the weekend at her family's home, just 1.5 hours outside of the city. I learned how to ride a horse (let learned = not fall off) and basked in the gorgeous air, endless prairie sky and hours and hours and hours (and hours) of amazing conversations and comfortable silences. There is something to be said for roasted potato, truffle oil and elderflower honey pizza (in which we partook) and the energy of downtown nights, but there is nothing like staring out into the beautiful Canola fields and vastness of the Canadian prairies.
I don't want to inject any more words where photos say it best.
Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Jag and Rett
