Saskatchewan snippits ...

The train doesn't stop here any more,

and the family farm stands empty.

Abandoned cars on a long-gone road.

Inside an abandoned grain elevator.  It's not a clock.

On the open prairie you can see, and smell, a grass fire from many many, miles away.

Old -style building front.

Inside an old-timey school fire escape.

Bottle cap decorations.

Man-made, Mount Blackstrap was created in 1970 for the Canada Winter Games.
Yes, this is what passes for a "mountain" in Saskatchewan.  What's more, it can be seen from 20 miles away !

Impressively big and heavy, Moose print.  

Big sky, golden sunset.

 

Sun down ...

Wendy, Trey and I went for a walk on a path beside the Shearwater Base this afternoon.

It was quite mild for the third of December, and I walked with my puffy, purple winter coat flapping open.  The path was wet in parts and my shoes quickly became soaked through.

Wendy and Trey chased the frisbee.  Actually Trey mostly chased the frisbee, while Wendy more or less waited for me to send it right to her.

It was one of those monochromatic, dull days that makes one long for a bit of colour.

The sun sets pretty early these days.  December 21 or thereabouts is the shortest day of the year, and I remind myself that the days start getting longer after that.

Today was dull.

Today was dull until sunset, when a section of sky cleared, allowing an orange beam from the setting sun to ever so briefly pierce through.

Beauty, eh ?