I know right? Kelowna has a Kangaroo Farm? What?! Way out by Kelowna International Airport, or YLW, is the farm, and my god that is the most magical place I’ve been to in awhile! I say kangaroos, but there’s a lot of different animals living there now, and the open space for everyone felt welcoming.
When you first enter the farm, area, thing, you find their right side pasture first. The lovely staff made sure everyone was aware, the kangaroos on that side didn’t want to be pet that day and to make sure no one was running around. Turkeys, smaller birds, a snake, some tortoises, a porcupine and an emu all lived out in that area. I think that was all of them, and I don’t know birds well enough to know what we were looking at... A couple days ago we had a few new cases pop up in the Downtown area, so no one was allowed to hold the snake. I get it though.
From there, the kangaroos that were feeling social side of the farm was next. That side had ducks, chickens, lots of kangaroos, and a separate enclosure for goats. Those poor goats, they eat everything so strollers aren’t allowed in there. I love kangaroos, don’t get me wrong, but chickens and goats are just, the best! I have such a soft spot for them, I can’t explain it. OH and I almost forgot about the capybaras, such peaceful creatures, hiding in the shade.
I love the goats, I got up and pet them and followed them around, like I love goats! I want one, or five, and I just, they’re great! One day I’m going to have one, it’s going to happen.
Feeding kangaroos, almost stealing a goat, watching an emu get a bath, and the peacock I almost forgot who wouldn’t open his tail were just some of the amazing things I got to do. I’m so glad we went and on such a nice day too!
But that’s all I’ve got for today! Thanks for stopping by! Be safe out there! — Deryn
Wow! Guys, I’ve been doing this for a year now! How crazy is that?! It’s hard to believe that I started this as a hobby a year ago only to now use it for both my sanity, and to tell my stories. I’m excited about this!
I’ve gone to England on this blog, I’ve hiked random trails around the Okanagan, and I’ve made friends of mine do new things just so I’m not alone on here. The adventures I get to experience, man I love what I do.
Without all of the people who tune in and read this every chance they have, I really would be nowhere. I’m baffled and grateful. And to the friends who read my work, and the friends I’ve made, thanks for being there for me! I know I say it a lot, but I really do love all of you.
I’ve been going through quite a bit lately with understanding trauma and growing for what feels like the first real time as a person. There’s a category of posts tagged under mental health here, and I’m appreciative that I can talk about those things. Being able to put what I’m feeling into words helps me understand what’s going on, and gives me the chance to work on it in a healthy manner.
I love what I do, and I can see myself doing this for at least another year. This is, was? the best decision and hobby I ever threw myself at. Writing is just, I don’t think I have the words, it’s everything I really needed to control my heart and mind. I feel at peace behind this keyboard. And being able to take pictures of the world around me to show some adventures I get to take, this blog has really become my baby in a way. Many of you know more of what I do in a week than my family does. It’s weird how hobbies can change a person isn’t it?
As a thanks to helping me grow, and as a challenge to myself because I should have posted this forever ago, I’ve decided to post the opening paragraph to that book I still haven’t finished. That’ll be on the bottom of this page, and I am freaking out a bit over doing it, but now that I’ve said it I kind of have to. No one has read that yet, and I mean that.
Before I go for today, I figured some shameless plugs for myself are in order. Because I have things like Patreon, Instagram, Twitter, and with this being what I want to do as a career, I would love it if you checked them out. You all are amazing, and I cannot thank you enough. Have an amazing day and stay safe out there! — Deryn
Today has been interesting. I’ve never been surrounded by so many bland people. What is the point of drinking until you pass out? I guess that’s what I get for having hobbies and no real friends. I’d much rather be at home reading, or playing cards. Young adults with raging hormones are battling everywhere for attention and alcohol. Man, I’m fucking tired. And the music; oh my God this music is ass.
“Hey babe,” sparks up from behind me.
“Oh hey,” crap, what a lackluster response.
“You alright?” Tones of kindness and love bring joy to my heart. How sweet, the poor guy is worried about me.
“Yeah cutie, I’m fine. I don’t know, I guess I’m just tired.”
“Okay, well if you need me at all, I’m going to be over by the food tent.” His heads up of where he’s going is wholesome.
Too bad this world is boring. Our reality is just a bunch of people trying to make their way in a world that doesn’t want them. If only my world had something worthwhile going on. Magic, airships, literally anything at this point would make life worth my damn time: all I want is a hint of excitement. Well, at least I have food I guess.
This food tent is mediocre: breakfast from a cheap fast food joint and an insult of an attempt at handmade food line the tables. Why serve breakfast with alcohol? Doesn’t dinner, or even greasy American food pair better? It doesn’t help that rain started pouring down. Today is just another waste of my time.
“Babe! Look at what I found!” The only thing in this world I really care about is him, isn’t that strange? “It’s your favourite!”
Yesterday, the roommate and I had some drive to go out and do stuff in town. So we decided to see if the cute Japanese garden and the art store were open or not. So at about noon, we set out on our journey.
To get into Kelowna we have to take the bus. Yes, I will be bringing back Bus Adventures eventually. The main downtown strip is almost completely closed to vehicle traffic, so the bus had to do a funny loop and wait for so many people on foot. At first when the Mayor said he was going to close it to vehicles I thought he was nuts. Now that I’ve been down there a couple times, I really like the idea.
The way the huge interchange, exchange thing, is built is that you have access to city park, the library and downtown. With that, we had options, and the art store was the closest. My roommate and I like wandering that store, Opus is what it’s called I think. Guess what’s closed on Monday? Well frick. Onto the next thing then?
Chaibaba, which is a cute little tea cafe place was our next destination. Beautiful 25 degree weather complimented our iced lattes as we doubled back towards the downtown area. The different groups of people downtown are just, wow. We saw so many gorgeous people, there are just too many people to gawk at all the time really.
With our lattes in hand, the Japanese garden awaits! I made a post on it awhile back because the koi fish are so cute! Seeing the Sights! The city is putting new fish into the pond and doing maintenance to keep the place alive and healthy. Walking through there is so peaceful, you can’t hear the cars driving by. It’s just so amazing and calming. If you’re ever in Kelowna, I recommend it one hundred percent!
With calm vibes and some tea in our systems, it was onto lunch. I needed, like, needed, poutine. There’s a Smoke’s Poutinerie that was just calling to me. I don’t normally get cravings, so I couldn’t fight it. Restaurants in my town are taking names and phone numbers just in case your health is at risk. I know it’s only been a day, but I haven’t heard anything so…
The lake is warm and such a stunning view as of recently. There are way too many people out and about though. Being on the lake, we happened to catch the parasailing people. My lovely roommate treated me to a ride on that parachute and it was amazing! What a relaxing way to see the whole city. If I wasn’t scared of dropping my phone into the lake, I would have got a picture from up there.
After all of that, my poor roommates social battery was running on empty, so we made our way home. That happened with perfect timing as the weather started to change on us. I had a great time.
Having a good relationship with my roommate is something I really am thankful for! I love her so much and am beyond grateful to have her in my life. Thanks for stopping by today! — Deryn
Over the weekend, myself, the roommate and a friend were in my living room talking about how The Tower in tarot sets are actually the scary card right? At some point I went “ahh” and my dad banged on the window behind me and went “AHHHH” much louder. We all jumped like absolute wimps, but that got me remembering stuff! Hence this post.
When I was younger, and we had just sent up cable in my room, I had started getting courageous. We spent all day taping the cords down and drilling holes into the wall to make sure the cables didn’t get wrecked by accident. I felt so cool, having my own CRT in my bedroom. That thing weighed so much, and sat on my old dresser all neat.
Later that night, and by late I mean like 8pm, I decided I was going to watch a scary movie. The only good one was Dawn of the Dead on Spike TV I think? It may have been on AMC. I’ve seen that movie a few times, but it’s a good movie so why not right?
The credits had just rolled, and I hear a sudden thud at the front door. My mind went “did I accidentally lock my dad out” and I got up. My dad, thinking he was hilarious, was pretending to be a zombie. My immediate thought was “dad, stop” but of course, my dad won’t give up. He’s in it for the laughing on the floor later about it deal.
One thing my dad doesn’t get enough credit for is his determination. He did not stop shuffling down the hallway. It didn’t matter the terror in my eyes or the “I’ll call grandma” threats I kept making, he just slowly walked down the hall. By this point, I’m convinced he’s actually a zombie, I’m a wuss alright, and I don’t know what to do. This was probably one of the last years we had a landline, so I grabbed it and locked myself in the bathroom.
I’m crying my eyes out while trying to call my grandmother and my fucking dad thinks it’s a great idea to bang on the bathroom door. My poor grandma picks up the phone to me crying and screaming in my bathtub saying “dad is a zombie and I need help” while forgetting to breathe. My grandma, man, what a woman. She laughs at me and says to get up and tell him off.
I took like an hour of me hiding in the bathroom before I was okay. My dad had a great time, the asshole… I love my dad but sometimes man… And my grandmother was proud no one got hurt. After that, I never watched horror movies on my own until I was like, twenty. Looking back at it, I really enjoy I remembered that. I’ll hold onto that memory for as long as I can.
Thanks for coming with me down memory lane today! I hope you have an awesome day! Be safe! — Deryn