Picking Wildflowers

I'm not sure why Andrew believes us to be boring. I think we have great fun! For example, last night we watched a family of eight siblings perform for a crowd at the local pub, Bucers. We even met a fellow Minnesotan that happened to perform with said family for a song or two. We were excited to attend the concert because we have become friends with one of the gals and her husband. So post-concert, we attended a bonfire at their family farm. We were relieved by the absence of mosquitoes (and humidity) at this bonfire; however, it was definitely time to go when I found out snakes and mice inhabit the grounds we were walking.

And today we got to go on another adventure. Our friend Kristina (see below) told us about a neat flower farm between Moscow and Pullman. You pay $7 and you get to fill up a bucket full of flowers!

Andrew was even excited to participate. Here he is picking some yellow beauties for me.

Here is the finished product:

It is almost like being in my mother-in-law's garden (below):