The Ride

My parents bought my girls quad runners. They are 90cc so a managable sized engine for young girls. They started out buying only one and the girls shared it really well. My step dad, being the one upper that he is decided that they each needed one so they bought another. He's talking about buying two more so that he and my mom can ride with them. Man, my kids are spoiled. The most exciting thing I got to ride as a kid was the lawn mower over the 5 acres that we mowed.

Here are the twins. You will notice that they are not identical.

I took the blue one for a spin last week on a gorgeous sunny day.
Here is my view while riding.

Here's a way dorky picture of me on the quad. I have extreme photosensitivity so I squint like a moron instead of wearing sunglasses. The wind and no makeup thing don't help my case either.

You can't really see them well, but this field is covered in some sort of little white flowers. It was beautiful.

This picture doesn't do justice to this rock. It has a band of pink that runs through it. It kind of looks like blood. Growing up on my grandparents farm I learned that rocks are a farmer's enemy. I can still appreciate this one though as my grandpa had to move it out of the middle of the field.

If you look really hard, you can see the woods. I rode all the way back there. It's over a mile and a half one way. This is the view from my parents yard. The extra green spot where the old barn burned a couple of years ago. (I really need to post that story with pictures). My grandfather's last year of crop farming was last year. He will plant this and all of his fields in grass as it is now in a federal land bank program.

I'm so lucky to have my family's land to roam. I can't imagine not being able to "commune" with nature.