I used to think the Prairie Provinces were the armpit of Canada. I’m not quite sure where this bias came from, but I’m now ashamed of it. I’ve now been to the Prairies, and I’ve been proven wrong.
Category Archives: The Americas
It’s a good year to do a road trip across Canada. It’s the sesquicentennial, the 150th birthday of the country. In fact, today is Canada Day! As we crossed through three Canadian provinces this month, we witnessed evidence of Canada’s special birthday as we got to know new corners of the country. Happy Canada Day!
Who knew the world was so large? I sure didn’t. Up until a few months ago, all I knew was a placed called Phoenix. Now, I’ve seen canyons and mountains and forests and prairies and lakes and more animals than I ever knew existed. Now, I have a family. A new job. Now, I have a second chance at life.
Mama bear and her cubs not far off. Thirty feet away, tops. In my whole life, I’ve never seen a bear, and now, thanks to Yellowstone National Park, I’ve seen several. Thanks to Yellowstone, I’ve communed with the miracle of Nature, sometimes bizarrely bubbling in an otherworldly landscape, but always full of beautiful surprises.
I’ve been learning that America is truly beautiful. I’d collected evidence of this last winter, when I visited my first two American national parks. But I learned it, without a doubt, during our recent road trip north, when we stopped in a few very beautiful, very grand, national parks – so grand, in fact, that two of them earned the word grand in their very names! Can you guess which national parks I’m talking about?