[6] Red Deer, Alberta

Sad news today. My Aunt Sharon, my mother and I are travelling with Tara the Bouvier de Flanders to High River, for the funeral of my great-uncle Jim (James Hart). It's funny, on the High River website, on the front page, there is a flood warning ... much like last year, I suppose it is because we have had a wet season. But that is beside the point. Today we travel to High River (high river or not) to celebrate and remember the life of great-uncle Jim, a man I've only met a handful of times, but whom my mother and my aunts deemed fit to visit more than their father in the past years (well, when grandpa was alive).

He was my grandmother's brother, and pictured here, they are together in this photograph with their father (great-grandfather) and the family's sheepdog (actually used for that purpose).

I'm going to bring my camera along to practice taking pictures, and to try to capture the country my grandmother loved.

This was the country she loved (above), and this particular photograph is an amazing example of the photos she took back in the 1940s while riding her horse around the prairies and into the mountians on her days off.

Again, a sad day. We truly mourn his passing.