the red neck hick that is within me...

the last few weeks, my sunday afternoons have looked a little something like this... lawn chairs lined up in a row along the bottom of a washed out river bed, beautiful alberta sun shining down tanning my pastey white skin (that is, except for the day that it hailed and rained off an on. gotta love that alberta weather right girls?), seated between some good friends laughing the afternoon away while we shoot at broken skeets, empty pop cans and empty shot gun shells.