New Sights

The Frenchman and I piled into the car yesterday, along with Willow, and pointed it north.  We both love to explore, see new sights, and discover new places.  The day began beautifully, with unexpectedly mild temperatures and little wind to speak of.  

One of the interesting things we love about the prairies is how much space there is.  It's a vast landscape and, we're discovering, quite varied. Not all of the prairies is flat land, folks.  

These photos are of an area known as the Saskatchewan Landing and during warmer months a slow moving river runs through here attracting fisherman and pleasure boaters.  

In the dead of winter, it's frozen over and takes on the appearance of a moonscape.  

This beautiful house is a reconstruction of a heritage building that used to occupy the site on the river's edge where native peoples and later, the pony express crossed over to the northern bank on rafts.

By mid-afternoon of our adventure, the wind began to pick up considerably, blowing snow across the highway in great drifts like shifting sand in the desert.  We made our way safely home, hastening inside where it was snug and warm.