I think we can go ahead and mark our calendars for next years festival. Wye Marsh you did good.
We drove down into the nature centre off the highway, and were directed to follow the vehicle ahead of us in to parking. There we gathered our belongings, the baby carrier, cameras and an unnecessarily large diaper bag that my back is thanking me for today.
To our surprise there were horse and buggy rides that took us from the parking lot into the centre. I was excited to show Penelope one of her favourite animals from her “moo” book, in real life. And exactly as I had expected she was unsure of the massive creatures, but curious at what they were. I stood her up on my lap in the back of the wagon, holding her still and we watched each of the horses move in unison to pull the large wagon.
As we reached the end, we made sure that we left them both some carrot money, gave them both a pat and thanked them for taking such good care of us. Those big beautiful brown eyes of the horse, stared back into Penelope’s brown eyes and had a moment between them, as if to acknowledge each other, and what a wonderful first time that was meeting a horse.
Penelope took a little spill on the icy trail, had a good cry and fell right asleep. I probably would have too! I could just imagine how she felt safe, and warm against her mama.
Next we wandered around the raptors exhibit, giving each of the magnificent birds a good visit and continued down the snowy trail to the sugar shack.
I could tell my grandma was growing tired and needed a rest, so we got back to the main centre, found a chair and I promised her that I would be back as soon as P saw the birds.
Next year I’ll plan to go earlier, or to just avoid a nap time all together. She finally woke up with pure excitement and I walked her to visit the birds.
“Yah! Those are Swwaaannnss”
Saying it slow, so she knows that is their name.
That alone made my whole day, and just being there to witness her experience these things was a treat all its own.