I grew up in an area of Canada called the Fraser Valley. It's so amazingly beautiful, it hurts my heart.....that is, when it's not raining ;)
I know I took it for granted growing up here....
raspberry fields are everywhere (and are where I spent a good portion of my summers) ....
as are barns and farms...
chicken farms are abounding....
and don't even get me started on the mountains!
they're ALL around...hence it being a "valley"....yup, I'm smart.
and that, my friends, is Mt. Baker.
It's technically in the US, but us Canadians have the pleasure of seeing it from all over the Fraser Valley.
I'm not going to lie, I got choked up every time I saw it on my last trip back.
and if the weather permits, there are some amazing places you can go to check out the amazing views!
Seriously, God is so amazing!
How someone can stand in the midst of all this beauty and not believe?!?
I don't get it!
I have no clue who these women are...
but they were so stinking cute.
I can't get enough of the Oma's!
It makes it hard to come back to a very flat, mountain-less Georgia...
although the constant sunshine is a welcome change!
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I agree. There's something about Oma's on a bench. And Opa's, for that matter!! It sure is a beautiful Fraser Valley---- it IS Beautiful British Columbia after all. We were lucky growing up, that's for sure. And not just growing up, going back is pretty special too. ;)
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