Gooding is a small town. You get off the freeway and pass through another equally small town, then you dive for what seems like forever (10miles) out to the middle of nowhere. Seriously, there is nothing around for miles, and just when you feel like this road doesn't lead anywhere, and maybe we are lost and need to turn around, you see a small blinking red light, that symbolizes what we country people call civilization. Yes, I live in a town where it takes you 4-5 min to drive through, total strangers treat you like family, and everyone knows everything about everyone weather you want them to or not, and I LOVE it!
A few weeks ago our small town celebrated Dairy Day's. The parade consisted of horse covered wagon's and a heard of cattle.
It's good to be home.
waiting for the Parade to start
Jon and Jazlynn enjoying a slim jim
still waiting
the wait is over
watching the cows
the parade had to stop to wait for the train that comes by every hour. so they let jazzy sit on the float. (yes, those are total strangers holding my child)
they also let them pet the mules
Best Parade EVER!!!!!
waiting for the Parade to start
still waiting
the wait is over
watching the cows
the parade had to stop to wait for the train that comes by every hour. so they let jazzy sit on the float. (yes, those are total strangers holding my child)
they also let them pet the mules
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