Spirit of Alberta
My aunt met me at the East Glacier station and brought me right away to lunch in Browning, Montana. We then drove north, crossed the border into Canada, and went to her house near Cardston, Alberta. Actually, she lives on the edge of a horse farm in the tiny hamlet of Leavitt, en route to Waterton National Park. The surrounding country is beautiful, with its tall grass, rolling hills, and mountains rising in the distance. The spirits of that land speak through the open spaces and make me wish I could stay longer than the weekend.
More to come...
More to come...
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