I remember my first trip to the Prairies as an adult. I was completely in awe of the Canola fields. How could you not help but smile at the sight of miles and miles of bright, sunshine yellow. I never knew a crop could be so pretty.
I've been dying to take pictures of a dog in a Canola field for a few years. But I never got around to it. I didn't want to trespass, I didn't want to damage the crop and I had to time it right to boot!
On our way home yesterday, I finally worked up the nerve. We only spent about 2 minutes in the field and just stayed on the very edge. I don't think we did any real damage, they seem to be pretty hardy plants, but I don't know. I'd love to go back and get more, but I don't think I can handle the guilt.
Coulee was hilarious in the field. She felt the urge to bound like a deer the whole time. It was fun to watch.