I did not envision that this would become an annual pilgrimage, nor did I imagine that I would even find snowy owls here in Southern Saskatchewan, but here I am spending time with the snowies (snowy owls) for the third year in a row. Braving frigid temperatures and sometimes melting conditions (I think I prefer the frigid temps personally), driving countless miles and spending hours and hours looking for these elusive raptors.

We’re very fortunate here in Western Canada to be on the migratory path of these amazing birds and that they like to overwinter near where my mother-in-law calls home. It’s a treat and a privilege to be able to see so many of them and to spend time photographing the white spirits of the owl family. Each winter they make the epic journey from their summer breeding grounds in the arctic to come and spend winters here and further south.