Not so long ago or once upon a time our son would only eat about 5 things, cheerios, bananas, bacon, crunchy fruit, milk, and mini wheats. On Saturday, Keith and I took the long way to Red Deer through the foothills northish of Cochrane.
At other times, I have referred to the large round hay bales that dot the prairie landscape, as sentinels of the land. The snow fell heavy last week. Saturday, those bales were all frosted and looked like mini wheats. Keith has a couple of posts, and photos from the drive.