Last Monday, P-day, we went up to Canada to Fort Walsh.
It was so beautiful.
It looked like the country around home until we got to a small mountain range, a lot like the Bear Paw Mountains just south of Havre. It's in the middle of the prairie grasslands, just popping up out of nowhere. It's called The Cypress Hills.
The fort was a tourist attraction and they had tours and a museum. Pretty interesting. The North West Mounted Police (Mounties) established the fort in 1875 after the Cypress Hills Massacre (which I don't know that much about but I'm sure the Indians were the ones massacred. They always were.). Their aim was to establish peace in "Whoop-up Country".
Canada. It was a beautiful day, obviously.
It just couldn't have been any better.
The Cypress Hills were so pretty, with trees and grass that looked like it had been mowed.
On the way home. The wheat is almost ripe.
I REALLY love the picture of the Canadian flag with the clouds in the background. That looks like it should be in a book or on a card.
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