It cuts through town from the north-eastern corner, wending its way from the dam past the Bison Enclosure, the Heritage Village, the CPR Tracks, the downtown, the schools, the golf course, then the Ethanol Plant before continuing its journey south-west towards Rapid City ... Along the way there are several crossings, bends and curls, and quiet corners to watch the resident musk rats, beavers, turtles and other animals, or to just sit and listen to the soft gurgle as it dances over and around rocks deposited a millenia ago by passing glaciers ...
Known as a misfit stream ... the Little Saskatchewan wends its way across the prairies of west man in the bottom of a wide, deep and magnificent valley, until it reaches the Assiniboine River, which in turns winds its way to the Red River. The two great rivers meet at the crossroads of the continent called "The Forks" in Winnipeg, before journeying north intermingled to Lake Winnipeg on its journey to Hudson's Bay ...
It's hard to imagine that the drops of water we watch flow past us here, will one day be part of the vast salty sea where Polar Bears, Seals and Whales frolick ...
And yet, such is the interdependent nature of the world ... what we do here ... has an effect somewhere, very far away ...
It's a web of connections worth considering as we sit by a babbling stream and hear the soft soothing noise that nature offers ...
Saturday, October 20, 2007
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