I am not really moving in so much as I am trying to get a place set up. I had three separate deliveries to my condo last Saturday. One delivery was a couch. One was bedroom furniture, a table, and a mattress. I have to put together the bed frame. The last delivery was a washer and dryer. I have an apartment style condo with space for a stacking washer and dryer.
When I bought the washer and dryer I specifically asked what I needed and arranged for installation. I bought the hoses and new dryer vent hose. When they showed up to install it I was asked for the stacking kit. I did not have a stacking kit because I was not told I needed one. They told me it could not be installed without a stacking kit. I let them drop it off and drove to the appliance store and informed them I was not pleased that they neglected to tell me I needed a stacking kit. I could not find my original sales guy, the guy I did corner started to tell me they were sorry for the inconvenience. I politely told him I was not interested in an apology, just fix the situation. I bought a stacking kit and next Friday they will be coming to complete the install.
After that I went back to my new home and set up the bed and spent the first night in my new place. The builiding is quieter than a morgue which is nice. I have not had my own space for years. It will take a little getting used to things.
All that is left of Artland, Saskatchewan is a marker.
The railway still runs close by this spot. A train passed by while I was trudging up to the marker. Some other curious type had visited this spot before me, those are not my tootprints in the snow.
The marker reads:
Artland had its beginning in 1908, with the building of Grand Trunk Pacific Railway. The hamlet grew quickly to a population of 67 in 1921. Having a variety of businesses, Artland was a hub of activity with good sports facilities for its time. In 1969, the general store in Artland closed, marking the end of an era. Although the hamlet is gone. The Artland community spirit still holds. We leave this tribute to Artland so future generations will remember and be proud of their roots.
Among the rolling hills of sand
behold the Town of Artland stands
One lumber yard, a general store
Three dwelling houses, maybe four
A patch of peas, a row of taters
A pump house and two elevators
Six school kids, three ruffled grouse
A depot and a section house
The man who owns the general store
Some people, maybe a half a score
Earth has many a noble city. . .
At midnight Artland looks quite pretty
I go there when I've grain to sell
Till then dear Artland, fare the well
Thanks to the people of The Artland Community, past and present for their help in this project.
"Gathering, preserving and sharing the history and folklore of Saskatchewan."
When I'm out on a road trip I like to stop every now and then for a "road picture." Looking back at them often carries a distinct memory and brings to mind everything from, "That was a beautiful day!" to "What on earth was I doing out there in the middle of nowhere in -30°C..." and everything in between. This post is a small collection of these pictures, one for each month of the year.
Above is the road that leads to Comrey, Alberta . . . big prairie sky. The Sweet Grass Hills of Montana can be seen on the distant horizon. This place gives a whole new meaning to the word "isolated."
Below . . . the day before Valentine's day and south of Elkwater, Alberta. This road leads to the Wildhorse border crossing and ends in Havre, Montana. There are no services for a stretch of about one hundred miles and no dependable cell service.
Down the hill into Writing-On-Stone Park in south-central Alberta. The park has one of the most significant collections of historical rock art in North America. Well worth a visit if you enjoy a trip into the past.
Not far from Burstall, Saskatchewan but just across the border into Alberta. The small white cross marks the location of the tiny but not forgotten Wolfer Family Cemetery where three children of pioneers are buried.
A winding country road through the Many Islands Grazing Pasture...about ten miles south of Schuler, Alberta. Lots of pronghorns live in this area. I remember our gracious host telling me how much he enjoyed his last trip through the area and how seeing yet another pronghorn at the crest of each and every hill just made his day! (Keep your foot close to the brake pedal.) Hi BW!
After a scenic drive on the back roads through the Cypress Hills I arrived at Fort Walsh, Saskatchewan. On my way home I saw these strikingly simple ranch gates. It was the day before Canada Day and was glad to have air conditioning in the car because it was a real cooker by mid-day . . . about 38°C.
A road that seemingly goes on forever...just east of Fox Valley, Saskatchewan. I grew up on the prairies so this one "feels like home." Oncoming traffic on these isolated back roads is quite an event. Stop and say "hello."
Along Eagle Butte Road in southeastern Alberta. Gus the guardian donkey lives a mile or so northwards and Saint Margaret's Church is just a mile or so to the south. The sky looks threatening but it was t-shirt weather. The crop to the right hand side of the photo is the same field as in my post "Early One Morning in the Cypress Hills" a few days ago, only this photo was taken about 5:30 in the afternoon. A few hours makes a huge difference.
Somewhat south of Cadillac, Saskatchewan. Love the big white barn. The chalk-coloured area to the lower-right is a dry alkaline slough. I was staying in Shaunavon for the night and was looking forward to a supper of wild boar ravioli accompanied by French beer . . . Kronenburg 1664 Blanc, no less. A much appreciated meal in southern Saskatchewan.
A lone tree along a trail that leads to Torquay, Saskatchewan. This is the same corner of the province where I grew up and was largely settled by Norwegians. Lots of beautiful old Lutheran churches in the area.
One of many rugged buttes along Mission Road in northern Montana. The landscape here is captivating as well as somewhat magical...like visiting a place where time is standing still. It's easy to spend a day just driving around looking at the ever-changing landscape. Here, you'll have better luck with smoke signals than with a cell phone.
Straight north of Luseland, Saskatchewan is the historical Holy Rosary Catholic Church. The church can be seen for several miles in the distance; a large shrine and cemetery are also on the grounds. This photo was taken late in the afternoon just before the sun went down.
Stopped by here on March 10, 2019. I really have to come back in the summer for a closer look. I was going to walk up to the school however the snow as up to my knees. There really is not much around it except for some farms. It is near Edgerton, Alberta.
I took possession of my new place on March 6. 2019. I have been trying to get it set up since. I have keys, I have parking access. Utilities and internet are hooked up. I also have an empty unit except for appliances.
I have no furniture. I lived on the frugal side for the last five years renting a room until the divorce was settled. That was done and I am officially single as of November 19, 2019. I have it in writing. Anyway furniture is being delivered shortly.
Furniture is easy enough to buy. It is the little things you need that you forget you need. Like a can opener. I bought one of those. I bought a set of dishes and put them away and discovered that there were no cups in the set. I needed a shower curtain and the rod for it and thankfully I remembered that I also needed to buy shower curtain rings. I do not have to be psychic to foresee there will be lots of quick trips to buy stuff that I missed on prior trips.