| the village of Tantallon, a few miles west of the Manitoba border |
As we walked, one memory arose, settled and faded into the next, spanning the years of their life in the house my grandfather built in 1921: the house they were born in seventy years ago; the house that was empty soon after and that became in my time a wind-worn monument to the floor-sweeping, pail-slopping existence that was once here, until it vanished leaving nothing but stories behind. Stories that weather the memory as peak moments capped and hardened by humour, grief, or drama--odd figures crystallized within the soft, eroding drift of days and left standing like hoodoos in the heart's terrain.
| "the mansion" |
This image shows the house we always called "the Mansion" in Tantallon, which I lived in very briefly one winter as a small child. My grandparents owned it at the time. It was a grand ediface right by the river. It looks like someone has been repairing it and perhaps had to stop working for some reason.
| the United Church my parents were married in 60 years ago |
My mother, the last remaining member of her generation, greeting relatives at the Valley View Cemetery
It was a windy day--many of the headstones in the cemetery are my ancestors, all Scottish, all settlers in the Eastern Qu'Appelle region
| Big Bluestem at roadside |
There were large patches of Big Bluestem grass and other native prairie plants growing right at roadside as we drove home along the valley bottom leaving Tantallon.
| Yellow coneflower |
Coneflower still blooming.
| heavily wooded south slopes of Eastern QV |
Tremendous poplar and oak forests in the Eastern Qu'Appelle once you get downstream of Round Lake.
| Brian Hoxha and a new giant etching of the valley which will be at Nouveau Gallery soon |
One of the happier moments of the visit was when Brian Hoxha showed me a new etching that will soon be on display at Nouveau Gallery in Regina.
Brian, a Toronto-based artist who is also a "shirt-tail" relative of mine, comes back to the valley faithfully each August to sketch and paint for a month. I got to tell a little of his story in one of the last pieces in River in a Dry Land.


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