We don't know what was more scary to Rian... the bumpy ride, the bright flash or our singing. Jeff and Lydia were sitting on the back of the rack, along with Tracy, Rian and Brother Dale.
Isaac is posing by our smoky wood. Thankfully, after a little work, it became less smoke and more fire. It was wonderful to have Tasha home from college for the weekend.
Sister Barb was so kind to "shed a little light on the subject." Subject = our food. We wouldn't have been able to find it without her direction. And, don't ask! We suggested SEVERAL times that Brother Chris extend the roasting stick, but he wouldn't. Guess he was enjoying the heat.
Brother Dale made friends with the apple farm dog while Kayla and Kayla had to constantly tell the farm cat to go away because it was being too friendly! (Friendly means begging for food.)
Abi and Tressa loved their hot dogs and sitting by the fire.
3 comments:
Hay ride. I don't know if I've ever been on one. I've rode in wagons and even buggies, but never a wagon filled with hay.
Hay ride! Hay rack ride sounds like some kind of torture :-) Lots of fun!
Laurie
We always say "hay ride" but I say call it whatever you like so long as you call to invite me. :o) I haven't been on one in a LONG time. Looks like you had a bunch of fun! Food on a stick over an open fire tastes better than anything ever cooked in a kitchen. Why is that?
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