Last day out spawning the few Cultus sockeye that were collected this year and the traffic was light on the freeway so I made it out to Yarrow earlier than usual. So, what’s a girl to do but go for a little drive around the area.
I always love rural mailboxes, often battered and worn….what stories could they tell if they could talk.
But my best find was this scruffy little donkey, he made me smile. He did eventually wander over to me for a head scratch, which gave me another smile.
