tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post7793596214964789518..comments2023-05-16T04:46:21.091-06:00Comments on ALONE ON A WINDY RIDGE: Saskatchewan's oldest buildingBrenda Schmidthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-61478704232512343812010-06-15T09:36:27.220-06:002010-06-15T09:36:27.220-06:00Somehow that doesn't surprise me!Somehow that doesn't surprise me!Brenda Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-77226503263111836532010-06-13T06:55:08.881-06:002010-06-13T06:55:08.881-06:00I'm up on my prairie vernacular!I'm up on my prairie vernacular!Zachariah Wellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-76416782600499686452010-06-12T13:52:21.038-06:002010-06-12T13:52:21.038-06:00Soddie! Don't hear that term too often!Soddie! Don't hear that term too often!Brenda Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-26932505224906523702010-06-12T05:00:51.707-06:002010-06-12T05:00:51.707-06:00150 years! That's one old soddie!150 years! That's one old soddie!Zachariah Wellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-18583707947474169522010-06-10T12:35:01.504-06:002010-06-10T12:35:01.504-06:00Good point. I grew up on a farm within a short wal...Good point. I grew up on a farm within a short walk of tipi rings, the foundations of what I consider the prairie's first buildings. Some, such as those at <a href="http://www.wanuskewin.com/" rel="nofollow">Wanuskewin</a>, which isn't that far away, date back 8000 years. I remember standing in the centre of one looking down on Luck Lake, flocks of sandhill cranes and snow geese overhead, thinking wow, someone had stood here thousands of years ago and watched the same spectacle of migration. The same prairie crocuses would've been blooming. The sun hitting the same lichen. Generation after generation. That's part of what has affected me.Brenda Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03576550905189206215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10177155.post-63399616517864819802010-06-10T10:37:33.229-06:002010-06-10T10:37:33.229-06:00I was just thinking about how, on the prairies, th...I was just thinking about how, on the prairies, there are no old structures and I was thinking about how that has affected me. Or, perhaps I should say how much it affects me to go to places where things are made of stone and buildings are hundreds of years old.<br /><br />Growing up on land that is always changing, I guess I've never felt sure of my footing.Rhetthttp://www.bailingbucket.comnoreply@blogger.com