There are these rice dumplings that have the consistency of marshmallows. Also there is banana milk, apple milk, and grape milk, the last of which reminds me of goatmilk yogurt flavored with Tang, which was a remote treat in a the goaty memories of my childhood. The milk doesn't taste goaty, to be sure. It's just that the grape flavoring reminds me of the Tang.
Today we went to a small bird area that reminds me of the bird area one mile south in Jerome, over a ways from the Hintons. And, well, near that new Canyonside School Building, right? Anyway, what did we call that? The Bird Farm? It was a place I only went to maybe once or so if ever. But basically there is a variety of fowl. This place in the middle of nowhere had a couple of ostriches. And a peacock which fanned its tailfeathers (ah, i now recall going to the bird farm with a kindergarten or early school field trip--where I saw for the first time the same thing--peacock pomp). It also had some ponds with fish, some demonstrations of how flowing water can be made to assist with milling, a tunnel showcasing the days of coal mines (Taebaek's bygone glory), et cetera.
For a musical treat of curious exotic fowl, visit here.
There were lots of sitting places. It was a nice relaxing time in the countryside. Unfortunately it was also when the kiddos usually nap. But once in a while you've got to take adventure over routine. And we don't get offers to go see exotic fowl every day.
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