As I write this, there’s the lonely whine of a train whistle across the Prairies at dusk. Our Greyhound windshield is gummy with spattered bugs. We’re on the overnight bus to Winnipeg, and there’s no WIFI. So this post may or may not go out on May 23.
We spent the afternoon shlepping around with our heavy camera and computer bags (definitely not light travellers) in the heat of a brilliant Swift Current day. We couldn’t have asked for a better welcome from the people there. Here are the photos of three women we interviewed.
We spent the afternoon shlepping around with our heavy camera and computer bags (definitely not light travellers) in the heat of a brilliant Swift Current day. We couldn’t have asked for a better welcome from the people there. Here are the photos of three women we interviewed.