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For those of you who have never driven down the Trans-Canada from Moose Jaw to Caronport, who haven't stood in the wheat fields and watched the wind create waves over the golden grass, who have never seen the curvature of the earth on the horizon, who haven't walked the grid roads in the evenings when the shadows are long and the bugs are thick, these pictures are for you.

It doesn't have the obvious draw of ocean, lake, forest, mountain or city. The Saskatchewan prairie has a beauty apparent only to those who can be comfortable in stillness and absence. This our home. ~Mandy