Friends are in town from Scotland, and I spent a day with Chris, while his wife was at a conference. We drove south of Calgary and then looped around to the west. It’s ranch land, in the foothills, and gorgeous. Our first stop was the glacial erratic west of Okotoks. I claimed that it’s Alberta’s answer to Great Britain’s Standing Stones. Lunch was burgers in Black Diamond at Marv’s Classic Soda Shop, a throwback to the 1950s, complete with jukebox, twenty five cents a song. Later, I found one of my books for sale in a little shop in Bragg Creek, always a lovely surprise.
We crossed a cattle gate, and when I explained how cattle can’t cross the bars, because their hooves get caught, Chris said they have them in Scotland, and the sheep simply lie down and roll across. He said at first he thought it was an urban legend; then he saw a video of it. All I could think was “Don’t bring those sheep here!”
Maureen
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