When life gets crazy, I find it always helps to pick up my camera and head outside. That thin sliver of glass I place between myself and reality immensely helps me put things in perspective. I slow down. I notice more. I see where the light falls. I observe the small joys of childhood that I would otherwise miss while washing up the leftover dishes. Little moments. Like these. Everyday moments…but so important!
We took our cousins to our favourite place the other day. As much as I’d hoped for the seriously hot weather we’d been enjoying a few weeks ago, we arrived to gusting winds and a chill off the water. Did I mention kids don’t feel the cold, like, ever? Today was no exception. Although no one actually went all the way in the water, they did get changed and dip to their hips!
Of course the sun came out and we all complained how hot it was!
I can’t get enough of those swings though. Each picture I take, I long for the childhood love of swings I so deeply felt. Funny as an adult, they tend to make me ill. Instead, I live vicariously through my children’s love of the swings. And these swings do not disappoint!
Sometimes only grammas can make things better!
Isn’t this place just absolutely gorgeous??? *sighs*
“Hey guys, want to go to Savona Park this morning?” Although I’ve lived around here for almost 40 years, I only found out about this fantastic playground/beach/boat launch approximately two months ago.
I’m not quite sure how I even survived before this knowledge!
Resounding yeses all around, we packed up and headed out.
It’s this beautiful mixture of calm and crazy, petunias and sunscreen, mud and metal. The lake is completely swimmable, and when we arrived, the place was deserted. Does Savona not know the golden treasure they have here?
The highest swings I’ve ever seen. The tallest metal slide within 50 miles. An old orange tugboat rooted deep in the sand. Gravelly beaches with crazy cool driftwood and just the right amount of sticky mud to make slime balls. Enormous weeping willow trees that provide gorgeous shade over the playground and picnic area, while still leaving the beach in the full sun. A large grassy area, a beautifully covered BBQ/picnic area. This list is endless.
“Mama, can we bring out the slip n slide?”
It’s dangerously close to bed time, but I say yes anyways. Afterall, it’s so warm out, and hey, it’s water right?
Who can resist the kid-only squeals that accompany cold spraying, uncontrollable water? Not I…
After all, it gave me a chance to practice my free lensing technique using my 85mm prime lens. Techno-geek speak, but it was so much fun….right up until about image 5…you can guess what happened there. It’s only water, right?
But Leslee at Canyon Farms RV Park made the wonderful decision to include chickens on her farm. And open her farm to RV campers. It’s a wonderful spot nestled in East Kelowna, just beside the golf course, and a stone’s throw from the Myra Canyon Trestles.
It’s a tiny campground with only 8 full sites, but if you can get in, it’s well worth going off the beaten (lakeside) path. Upon arrival, she gives you a bucket to fill with scraps to feed the chickens. The kids went crazy and we may have fed the chickens an entire loaf of our bread, in addition to all the weeds they could find on the property!
We ended up staying another night because we loved it so much (and the weather was great!). We biked the Myra Canyon Trestles, went to a Goat Farm, drank wine at some wineries, ate out, took in the sites, visited with relatives. What a great way to spend our extended Victoria Day long weekend.