Tuesday, July 3, 2012

I'm not Paul Bunyan.

Off to the farm. We are so close to the Canadian border but we both forgot our passports. Now we have to back track to get to Idaho.
You would think the two of us ,or maybe just Rebecca,are city slickers. Rebecca was so excited to visit the hogs. They had great names. Maxwell Mildred and Margaret. Rebecca got up close and personal with them. Don't worry there was a fence protecting her. We saw all the crops they were planting. Pretty amazing! When Rebecca was done asking the farmer her usual fifty questions we left with fresh berries and direction to Idaho. Apparently, someone left their brain in bed this morning and thought the farmer used an axe to cut down chords of wood. Hey, he looked like Paul!

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