So I was forced to try a new road the other day because of construction. And much to my surprise, I found this little gem;
|A church in a field in the middle of nowhere Saskatchewan.|
I had to do a little research on it. This is a century old fully restored Bekevar Church made by the Hungarian settlers of the area.
HISTORICAL RESEARCH LINK
COOL PHOTOS LINK
I found a great blog post HERE about it and Perry tells about the magic of this church just beautifully. It was built in 1911 and is a character itself in the heritage of the area. Imagine the social gatherings here. The love affairs that blossomed, the marriages, the deaths, and the hauntings.
Yes hauntings. I was delighted to read about the ghost stories that stem from it. It's rumoured that a male spirit protects it and does some fun things with the bell. You can read about them HERE, HERE, and HERE.
Much to my delight, Perry got a hold of me and shared another story! He wrote a poem about it on his blog, HERE. This one is about a woman who catches a ride and leaves her gloves behind. AH! I love it.
As you can see, I'm not the only one who thought this place was magical. So many have written about it, taken photos, and I'm so glad I found it. Its presence on the open prairies made me think that it was a character all of its own in one of my stories. Hmmm. inspiration never got much easier than that!
Ever get off the beaten path to find out how ignorant you really are?