White Ghosts

The smoke has been fairly thick here in the Peace Country the past few weeks.  Everything is dull and grey, with that weak, pinkish light.  The air smells sweet and sharp, maybe from bubbling sap?  Anyway, it isn’t pretty. I found these pictures from summer two years ago when the smoke was heavy as well.  Look very carefully and you can see a white ghost, or four, if your eyes are sharp, on the horizon.  Those are the grain elevators nine kilometres away.  Usually they are clearly visible. DSCF8663 DSCF8662One of the elevators was torn down this summer.  Another prairie giant lost to the modern age of concrete.  Like lighthouses or churches, elevators used to be a beacon.  The mark of a prairie town: its focus and reason for being; the hub of all activity; visible for miles as a symbol of prosperity, hope and progress.  The concrete may not be as picturesque and the tower may be out of town aways, but the idea is still there 🙂

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