My boyfriends dad grows alfalfa, so his house is surrounded by green fields on one side and a field full of horses on the other. Doesn't that sound nice? So who wants to move to Okanogan now? But every time I'm there and the field is growing tall, I just want to run through it. You know, like you see in those dreamy movie scenes with the girl, with long hair and a summer dress, her arms stretched out, spinning around? Yeah, I picture that every time, but there are snakes in that field. No thank you. Im not about to go step on a snake. So I'll just keep dreaming.