The 31 Best Saskatoon Patios
Saskatchewanians are a people of extremes—the hottest summers and the coldest winters; months of drought and epic, light-up-the-night thunderstorms; bust to atomic boom; the kindest neighbourly smiles and roll up your sleeves, grind it out ‘til it’s done grit. Maybe it’s because we only get a few short glimpses into summer, a few months to soak up the sun, that Saskatoon folk take full advantage of the weather. Summer is extra special when you just get to taste it. And there might be no better way to enjoy summer than to sit on a patio with a cold drink in your hand and the sun blazing down on you. The…
Nutrien Winter Shines
Nothing makes me more proud than when my toddler tries new things. He’s such a shy little guy and lately he’s been coming out of his shell. Nutrien Winter Shines was the perfect event for him to explore new things and have fun! So we kinda stumbled over this event when we were feeling cabin fever one weekend and just needed to get out (you know…when we were allowed to leave the house). We hit up Google and found out that this was going on at the Farmers Market. Well geez! Nutrien Winter Shines had pony rides, inuksuk building, fire pit, sledding, skiing, and a whole lot more. How did…
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Though we all love a hot summer day, there’s something extra special about the fall. The return of the crisp temperatures marks a more productive season. The air is more invigorating and there’s an urgency to get shit done. Fall is some of my favourite weather for heading outdoors, and hitting up Beaver Creek Conservation area with some babies and a toddler was a perfect outing. A quick stop at the interpretive centre gave us some info and a place to fill our water bottles, and then we were off. Pockets full of bird seed, we set out down the Beaver Creek trails. The highlight of a Beaver…
Black Fox Distillery: Wild Flowers and Wild Babies
The mid-August sun was hot and the car ride loud. Fresh air blasting through the windows, a baby on and over the verge of crying and a puke stain on my shirt, we hit the open road. For about ten minutes anyway, out to a distillery just outside of Saskatoon. The static of in-between blared on the radio, a desperate attempt at recreating white noise in hopes of buying a few more moments of silence. And then there we were, Black Fox Distillery. Precisely 22 minutes from the door of our home to Black Fox Distillery, this adventure is accessible even if, say, you need to pull over and nurse…
