joanna + jason | prairie shoot

J+J 03 J+J 05J+J 08When I was first asked to do a photo shoot for Joanna, Jason, and their little bundle of hopping joy, Spring, I was told that they wanted it to look very prairie.  I knew that wouldn’t be a problem, since the city that we live in is surrounded by such topography. The day we met to do the shoot, Joanna told me why she wanted to embrace the flat landscape. I learned that not one member of their little trio was originally from Saskatchewan. In fact, two of them were born in America.

J+J 13J+J 15J+J 23J+J 24J+J 16J+J 20While most Saskatchewanians tend to disregard the bleakness that Joanna so insisted on showing off, I felt as if I were caught somewhere in the middle fervour and rebuff. Only within the last couple of years have I begun to embrace life on the prairies. The land is quite often overlooked and undervalued, and yet, if you are willing to truly see it for what it is, it can offer such diversity, intensity, and motivation from many different perspectives.

J+J 25 J+J 30J+J 35J+J 36 J+J 38 J+J 46 J+J 48J+J 49J+J 51J+J 52J+J 54J+J 57J+J 60This photo shoot was such a great time spent with two lovely people, and the happiest (rescued) dog. When your job doesn’t feel like work, that’s when you know that you’ve really discovered something special. The Saskatchewan landscape brought us all together that day, not to mention the fact that that each one of us was now from the prairies.

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Emory

4 Comments

  1. VERY NICE.

    – N

  2. The hay bale gives a nice contrast

    • Doesn’t it, though?! A little cliche, but hey, ‘When in Rome’. Or Saskatchewan. ;-)))

      Thank you!

  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife, mother of two (one earthside and one with the angels), and an animal rescuer. This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
    email: helloscarlettblog@outlook.com

  • I was intending for this video to only be in my stories. After watching it again and again, I decided to post it in my feed as well. I wish to never forget moments like these. Remy’s typical game of asking to go in her crib only to throw everything out of it and pretend to go to sleep. Or her new one- taking her rings in with her and playing with them (after she throws everything out, of course). She makes me say every colour before going to the next one. Then she stacks them up, gets out, and shelves the toy until we have to repeat the game all over again. I let her make her messes all while trying to spend every waking and spare minute with her. These are our days and rituals. I don’t know about you, but I certainly don’t wake up with this much energy.
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