A chance for a little wander down memory lane this week.
The school in which I spent most of my working career is closing, finally, at the end of this week.
When I first went to Landis, in 1975, I think it was, there were about 240 students. When I left, 10 years ago, in June 2004, we were less than 90.
I've stopped for the night, finally just inside Saskatchewan. Some things don't change: dusty, small, prairie towns, flat, straight roads. Crops on display. Hawks. The smell of clover and canola.
Going through Alberta, the exploding size of Canmore, Cochrane and Airdrie were only too apparent. A different fate from the town I will visit tomorrow and Saturday, after dropping in on some former teaching colleagues en route.
Still time for a little bike ride on the prairie before dark.
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