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The last time I was at Prairie Circle Cemetery was in 2017. A few days ago I got a friend, Glen Bowe, to join me on a return trip. My prior visit was a short visit without a close look as there was a lot of tall grass and I did not want to step on and damage anything hidden in the grass. I thought a return visit at this time of year would be a great time as I would now be able to see everything. My plan partially worked. I did not expect snow on the ground. Since I am still on crutches I did not chance going down the ditch and attempting to check out the grounds. Asking my guest to pick me up if I fell might be too much of an imposition.

There is a hinged cover over a plaque showing there are at least twenty-eight burials here. There does not seem to be any past 1940. I could see a few more markers compared to my last visit but there are not many. The most common surname is Kary. There are references to Ensleigh, Fenner, and Zetland. The most I could find is that both areas might have had a post office or general store as those sometimes existed without anything else for miles around or was just an area name. Present day there is no evidence of either location. Glen was kind enough to allow me to use some of his photos.

Courtesy Glen Bowe 

Courtesy Glen Bowe 

State of the blog address

Since starting this blog I used to do a blog anniversary post. I did one every year except last year. I was a mess after spending seven months in the hospital and getting home in September 2024. I was in daily pain, horribly depressed, using a wheelchair, and wondering what kind of life I was going to have.

This year is better. It has taken months, many months, to gain strength and flexibility. Pain has incrementally decreased over time. Fifteen months after the accident I replaced my car and started driving again in June. I did not want to but I had to get a car as there were issues with mom I had to deal with. It was painful getting in and out of a car however that has got easier with time. I tried to visit mom as much as I could before she passed in September. It has been an interesting year.

I have been taking tentative unsupported steps in my condo. From my bedroom past the kitchen to the bathroom is about thirty feet and I have been able to walk it without crutches a few times. I am only a step away from any support such as a wall, kitchen table, desk, deep freeze to place a hand to steady myself. It is painful and by now I am well acquainted with pain. I can feel the pain in my thighs, my knees, and my ankles. It will take time for my legs to get used to the full weight. One starts small and keeps building. Winter is here so I will have time. I figure if I do a good job and make significant progress I may reward myself with a motorcycle next May. My Suzuki Burgman is not in great shape so time to replace it. Currently I have three motorcycles, one can never have too many.

A year ago life was agony. Today things are better.

Elevator Friday - on a farm near Turin, Alberta

From Dale Redekopp.

Tired

Still standing at Youngstown, Alberta.

Elevator Friday - Battleford, Saskatchewan

From Dale Redekopp.