There are days when a place becomes more than coordinates on a map or a matter of convenience. On July 1st, Spruce Meadows became such a place. In a semi-rural ceremonial landscape, horses, flags, an…
Reflecting on My Dominion Day

There are days when a place becomes more than coordinates on a map or a matter of convenience. On July 1st, Spruce Meadows became such a place. In a semi-rural ceremonial landscape, horses, flags, an…
