
and leave the tiny little shoots of plants to struggle and push their way through. Where the winds blow warm and dry one day



yet very cool with snow the next. Where the winds blow dust into your nostrils at one moment and sweet scented grass the next.
Saskatchewan though - a beautiful rough land, where you are looking for colour one moment then spinning

in amazement at the clouds,



the sunsets,
the chirrruping birds the next.
Saskatchewan though - a beautiful, rough land where my spirit grows, where I thrive midst the winds and the contrasts.
Saskatchewan though - a beautiful rough land which I love.
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