9887.9 miles. Would I do it again? Absolutely.
There are times when haring off to new places makes lots of sense, and times when it’s a stupid choice. This was one of those latter times.
What in this bleak and cold landscape, with its buffeting winds and lack of topsoil, seemed attractive to the Vikings?
Shipwreck? It’ was all too believable on a day like yesterday.
Why does the moose cross the road? Sometimes the answer is not pretty.
As much of a sucker’s game as feudalism is, it persisted in New France for centuries. Go figure.
Note: although this was posted yesterday, it failed to show up in the BDN queue or send to subscribers. I’m sorry if you’ve already read it from its link on FB. Today’s post will (hopefully) go out in an hour.
Virtually everyone on our continent is a southerner. Furthermore, most have not ventured north of the true Mason-Dixon Line, which is the 49th Parallel.
Whether or not I really wanted it, I’ve gotten my day off.
This rancher owns all 220 building lots of a Saskatchewan ghost town.