The December visit was nice but brief (always too brief). February presented a good opportunity to come home again. No plans this time, the only intention was to relax with my family, and we did just that.
Early, while the town was still quiet, dad and I trudged out in our boots, looking to see how the town of Stonewall had changed since we last looked.
We walked to the new interpretive center at Quarry Park
Spied on some birds (of course!) as we walked to the new housing development. There's always a new housing development to check out somewhere in Stonewall.
Shannon and I were dressed prepared to donne our boots and toques for the Festival de Voyageur but stayed in at the last minute for a night of cards and board games with mom and dad
Mom ended up the victom of a good tease, but was a sport about it.
We did end up going to the forks the next night. Don't ask us what the sculpture in the background is. It must be astract art, or a snowbank.
Caribou (mulled wine) and fiddle music, where else can you have such an experience, but Winnipeg.
I love Winnipeg!
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