An hour or so before sunset, I sauntered to a high point and sat down in the sand. Above me, a blue sky garnished with swirls of high-cirrus clouds; all around me, dunes rolling away into scrubland, just-harvested fields shining like polished steel in the distance. I took some photos, enjoyed the solitude, and just tried to take it all in. But in a province as big and beautiful as Saskatchewan, that’s kind of hard to do. Read More