One of my favourite parts about the prairies is the wide open sky.
The unobstructed sunsets and endless fields of canola + wheat.
Driving for hours with not a town in sight.
Don't get me wrong, I love the city. It's just nice to know I can leave and connect with more than the concrete jungle that surrounds me.
Connect with the raw + wild part of myself.
When I travel I love the hustle and bustle of a new city, the food + smells, the unique experiences a place has to offer.
But more than anything I live for the sandy beaches that seem to go forever, looking out to the ocean and pondering the immensity of this world.
Wondering where I’d land if I just sailed away.
On the West Coast, one minute you're in one of the most beautiful cities in the world - and the next you're driving through lush rain forest, ending up on beaches that touch the sky.
Welcomed with the warmth of a fiery sunset, a salty breeze off the water and centuries old trees wrapping you in a hug.
It seems I love the prairies and the island for the same reasons.
They allow me freedom + adventures,
all the space to grow + learn.
Both places teach me humility + gratitude,
and both are filled with overwhelming possibility.
They're completely opposite,
and yet the same in the way
they feel like home.