Thank God I'm a Country Boy

If asked, I think that's what Papa's brother would say. He lives in small town U.S.A. a few miles from his sanctuary "the farm". Friday night we got to visit both he and Aunt M.


Who knew he was a cook?! We woke Saturday morning to the aroma of cinnamon goodness. Rumor has it he has lots of good recipes. Share, Share, Share. You can have a guest spot. I just have to come up with the most perfect blog name for you. Suggestions....anyone....anyone.


After breakfast he took us on a swash buckling tour of his land. You would have thought we were on the "Indian Jones" ride at Disneyland. These pictures do not do justice to the terrain.


Country Boy's farm tour included cruising around the farm in his 4 wheel drive, heavy duty, diesel pickup truck. Mega testosterone! He even drove the truck through a raging river that was swollen with rain run-off from a massive storm. I didn't think he would do it - but he did. What a stud!


Afterward he let Da' Bear do what they've been dreaming of.....drive his John Deer RIDING lawn mower!! Heaven!





After lunch at a yummy sandwich shop we were on the road again, next stop the reception! Thanks for the hospitality. We can't wait to visit again.