Canada – 145 Years Old
Happy Birthday, Canada!
The Canada I know best has big mountains, and on a clear day I can see them from my back yard. (But not this big. I have to drive for about an hour to see them up close and personal.)
My part of Canada has clear, fresh running water in uncountable lakes, streams and rivers. (Except right now, which is flood season here in Alberta. The water is pretty muddy, and we’re hoping the cabin doesn’t get flooded.)
My Canada has four distinct seasons. This is my yard in the winter when everything is coated in a blanket of snow.
Until I came to Canada I never knew ‘snow’ was a four letter word.
I could go on and on, but instead, go to these two posts to find out more about Canada and Canadians:
- 144 Years Old and Going Strong! - a glimpse into how our family celebrates Canada’s birthday.
- if you don’t know any Canadians, but would like to, be sure to read my 52 Friends Plan. A Canadian in your home for one week a year – it is just that easy!
We have the mounties, they have the FBI. Can you imagine the FBI doing the Musical Ride?
- Dave Broadfoot -