I asked you where I should go next, and Heather Fraser stepped up.
“Visit the village of Roseisle. It’s a quaint little town with a lot of history. There is a beautiful metal rose made by a local welder, who has since passed away , the rose garden, and some colourful characters.”
…sure, why not?
Myself, my wife and my puppy dog got into our vehicle, and headed south to the village of Roseisle. I (RJ) had never been there before, and I had zero idea what to expect. I knew about the rose from the contest, but that was it. It was nice to go in without knowing what to expect.
We ended up just outside the Roseisle Grocery Store (Photo #1!) which features some pretty awesome imagery. I didn’t see an official town sign, but this one is just fine if I do say so myself!
Along one long street is a bunch of cool stuff. Right away, we saw the rose from afar. (Photo #2!) I was trying to guess what it was made of, and when I felt the solidness of the flower? Super cool. (Photo #3!) All throughout the Memorial Rose Garden (Photo #4) are little memories of a previous time. I took a few photos (Photos #5-7!) but this area really needs to be seen. I love how people are planting memories so people are never forgotten. It was a really nice touch. Speaking of memories, the memorial bench and wall speak for themselves. (Photos #8-9!) I will never get tired of reading those names.
We checked out the history of the Roseisle School and I’m embarrassed to admit I didn’t notice the building directly behind it. (Photos #10-11!) My wife did, so I took a second picture to show you. Did anyone reading this go to the school? What was it like?
There were a few instances around town where there were some smaller models of buildings. (Photo #12!) I took one photo to show you, but there are a few hidden around town. We had fun taking everything in.
And for the finale, I share with you my favourite thing. (Photos #13-16!) There are some cut-outs with some favourite scenes. There are holes in the cut-out where you put your head in, and become part of the scene. I hate having my photo taken, so I got my companions to stand in for me. One enjoyed it considerably more than the other. I’ll let you guess who, based on the photos!
All in all, a successful trip to Roseisle. I didn’t get photos of the outdoor rink or the memorial playground, and I’m sure there were other local gems I may have missed. I have learned over the past few weeks that I have to accept that I’ll never hit everything I want to in a day, but I take some happiness in knowing that I will return.
For next week’s journey, I won’t be asking for your advice. (Although feel free to make suggestions for FUTURE blogs!) Next week, I’m letting my puppy dog choose. That’s the only hint I’ll give you!