Much of this blog has been dedicated to highlighting international travel destinations. With this photo essay, I’d like to demonstrate the stark beauty of my home province. For my own selfish reasons, I’d like to encourage those who may not consider the prairies a worthy travel destination to look beyond their initial reservations.
Growing up in Saskatchewan, suffering through extremely cold winters and scorching summers, I always dreamt of travelling to faraway places. I devoured guidebook after guidebook of destinations far more exotic than my home province.
For a long time, I struggled with being from Saskatchewan when talking to friends from big cities, whom I perceived as more cultured and interesting than myself. I failed to appreciate the incredible opportunities that existed for me and the important relationships I had formed throughout my first eighteen years. Some of the most captivating people I’ve come to know live right here in Saskatchewan. I regret my urgency to escape, but as they say, we need to leave in order to appreciate what we have.
I’ve since come to marvel at all the beauty that surrounds me. As an avid and amateur photographer, I seem to take the majority of my photographs in the prairies. From the grain elevators, golden fields, and breathtaking sunsets, Saskatchewan will always be home.
There’s a certain tenacity that Saskatchewan people exhibit. Maybe it’s enduring six months of winter or the unexpected vigour that comes from living in a less populated region. In observing different cultures around the world, I’ve also noticed that Saskatchewan people tend to be gracious, genuine and appreciative, regardless of their circumstances.
While Saskatchewan isn’t necessarily the first place that comes to mind when considering where to spend your hard earned holiday, those who make the trek are always happy they did.
“And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.” -Sylvia Plath