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May 5 is Red Dress Day, also known as the National Day of Awareness for Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women, Girls and 2SLGBTQI+ People. Today is a day to pause. A day to remember. A day to honour the Indigenous women, girls, Two-Spirit, lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, intersex and gender-diverse people who are missing or who have been taken through violence. Across Canada, red dresses are displayed in windows, trees, community spaces and gathering places. These

The Girls’ Weekend You Keep Talking About Is Waiting at Buffalo Pound Eco Lodge You know that trip you and your friends keep saying you should plan? The one where everyone finally gets away for a couple of nights. Where phones get put down, coffee gets sipped slowly, stories get told around the fire, and nobody has to rush off to the next thing. That trip does not need to involve flights, complicated planning, or a packed itinerary. Sometimes the best girls’ weekend is close

There is something about spring on the prairie that feels especially earned. Yesterday, Buffalo Pound was covered in snow again. Another blizzard. Another reminder that spring in Saskatchewan does not always arrive gently. But today felt different. By midday it was 12°C. The snow was melting fast. Water was running down the hill. Green grass was peeking through in patches. The crocuses from our last post were still there, poking through the snow like little reminders that spr

The first crocus is out at Buffalo Pound Eco Lodge. That tiny pop of purple always seems to say the same thing. It’s time. Time to come back outside.Time to breathe a little deeper.Time to trade the noise, the rushing, and the endless to-do list for something quieter, softer, and more grounding. After a long Saskatchewan winter, the first crocus feels like a small miracle. It shows up before everything else, tucked into the prairie as if to remind us that spring is on its way

There is a special kind of evening that often catches us by surprise. It arrives quietly, after the rush of the day has faded, when the light softens and the air cools. Suddenly, the world seems to slow down, and the usual hurry disappears. These are the evenings that remind us how much we need to pause, breathe, and simply be. At places like Buffalo Pound Eco Lodge, these moments happen naturally. Whether you spent the day hiking, paddling on the lake, or simply resting, the

There’s a kind of tired that doesn’t come from work. It comes from everything else —the noise you carry without noticing, the constant reachability, the way your brain stays half-switched-on even when you’re “off.” Most trips don’t fix that. They just move it to a new location. But every once in a while, you land somewhere that doesn’t cooperate with your speed. It’s early when it happens—the moment. Not the big dramatic one. The small one you’ll remember later, back home,

The first time it happened, I thought something was wrong. We had finally arrived. Bags were down. The door was closed. The park was doing its quiet, steady thing outside. And yet… my brain wouldn’t stop sprinting. I sat down and did what I always do when I finally get time to relax: I reached for my phone. Not because I needed anything. Not because I had messages. Not even because I wanted to scroll. Because I didn’t know what to do with stillness. I checked the time. 11 min

There’s a moment that happens at Buffalo Pound Eco Lodge that surprises people. It’s not the view (though it’s the kind that makes you go quiet).It’s not the cabin (though, yes—comfort is covered).It’s not even the lake (though it has a way of pulling your attention like a magnet). It’s the walk . Not a hike. Not a trek. Just a short walk from where you leave the vehicle to where your stay begins. And somehow… that small distance changes everything. Because the second you’re