Summer in Lacombe


Did I ever show y’all my Grandpa Bechthold’s farm in Alberta?
This is where my dad, Wayne Bechthold grew up. It’s where my mom set me on a pony’s bare back, kicking & screaming, then she couldn’t get me to get off to come in and eat! His name was Goliath and we called him Goo. He was 12 years old that summer, I think I was about 10 or so. Wonderful memories. The rain barrel, Auntie Yvonnes trailer, the outhouse, playing dress-up with Grandma Bechthold’s fancy old hats! The garden of Poppies ❤