The prairies do not allow for tourist consumers. Only participants. You must live the changing of seasons, bask in the rising and setting of their sun and be sustained by the rich soil to know their beauty.
Isn’t that perfect? I drove two-and-a-half hours, mostly on gravel roads, to take my daughter to a fiddle lesson last week and I couldn’t stop thinking about dear Sheerness. If you know the prairies, you’ll know why this speaks to me. I even stopped to take a picture of the narrow grid road, the slough and the sky, but it didn’t turn out quite like the one my brother-in-law took above.
The photo and caption are taken from Three Hugger’s Instagram account, run by my sister and her husband. Tara and her family own a small family business, making beeswax food-wraps (a sustainable alternative to plastic wrap/baggies), and just spent the last 7 weeks on the road. They drove thousands of miles, parked their camper at truck stops, parking lots and campgrounds, hiked, surfed, explored and sold their wares on the road. Just like that. Which is just like Tara.
If I were going to undertake such a huge adventure I’d do it with much more hubris; I’d announce plans far and wide beforehand, complain loudly about all the packing and then make a big deal about everything. But not Tara. She just does things like this. Come up with a product the whole family can make? No problem. Pull a camper around the continent with a Honda mini-van? Done. Sign-up for festivals everywhere, from San Diego, CA, to Canmore, AB? Check. Make it all look easy and fun, in the most unpretentious and humble way possible? Certainly. That’s my sister.
PS. I’ve never been to Sheerness but I still want to frame that photo and put it on my wall.