saskatchewan river

Geoffrey, Remy, and I are lucky to live in a city where the river runs through it. We’ve both lived here, off and on, for the last ten years. In fact, all three of us have roots in this city, though none of us have spent our entire childhoods here.

It’s funny how life goes in circles. I don’t think that this is a negative thing. Native Americans view time as cyclical rather than linear. While I’m not sure which viewpoint is “correct,” I do like where we are now. Look at this scenery. How could I not?

All I know is that summer is coming once again, and we are so lucky to be able to take these walks along the river everyday. We come back refreshed, restored, rejuvenated. Almost whole again.

I hope that each of you also have a place that you can visit that give you the same feelings of serenity. Mother nature is a blessed thing, and we certainly can use such a place in this crazy world.

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Emory

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4 Comments

  1. What lovely photos. I hope I get to return to Saskatoon someday!

  2. gjkool

     /  04/24/2017

    Beautiful photos, that little girl sure does seem to be interested in the water:) I hope
    you three continue to enjoy your riverside walks as the summer continues!

  • 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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