Thank you once again, Ritchie & Smith our local feed company,
for pampering the farmer's wives.
There motto is...
"If you can keep the women happy, the men will pay the bills."
We were greeted by a strange looking package aboard the bus.
What was in the package?
This package was laid carefully on the front seat.
The blow of a horn, alerted the women, to pass the gift up and down the aisle.
This package was carefully handled by unwrapping layer after layer.
only on the signal of the horn tone.
Slowly it decreased in size.
The breathless views of the snow capped mountains glistening in the sun.
Glaciers being formed with the warmer weather arriving,
inviting those back country skiers.
As you can tell, we jumped on board getting front view seats at no extra cost.
Meanwhile we enjoyed a beautiful day in the sunshine.
There's nothing better than enjoying lunch with other farmer's wives.
And guess who we spotted amongst the farmer's wives.
None, better than our famous 'Lovella' with her dear sister in law Mary.
Away from her desk, away from her computer...
Just plain away!
In the evening we were treated to wine tasting along with our progressive supper.
We started with appetizers at the Hyatt,
an entree choice of veal or salmon at the Quattro
and chocolates at Roger's and Rocky Mountain.
The evening ended with at glass of 'ice wine' at the Westin Inn.
We slowly weaved our way through the Whistler Village shopping, eating,
and people watching, only to be greeted by....
this friendly group of snowboarders, donning the latest trends.
After a two day waiting period,
the contents of the package were finally disclosed.
Congratulations Theresa!
When 53 farmers wives come together we unknowingly understand each other.
Farm women understand the frustrations of
weather and weeds,
harvest and calving,
insects, and diseases,
government rulings,
soaring expenses...
the list is endless and we fret hours over them.
Farm women understand that the very act of farming is an act of faith.
weather and weeds,
harvest and calving,
insects, and diseases,
government rulings,
soaring expenses...
the list is endless and we fret hours over them.
Farm women understand that the very act of farming is an act of faith.
"We must laugh and we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest."
William Butler Yeats
Long live the Farm Women!