09/30/2026
This September 30, on Truth and Reconciliation Day, the Sage Creek coulee is quiet.
For thousands of years, this location was a busy place. Situated on a major bison migration path, and central to trade from all directions, this was a hub of activity. The presence of not one, but two navigation wheels, scout tipi rings, the historical Gray Burial site and the wheel ruts of the Métis carts on the Battleford Trail in our pasture tell the story of the rich Indigenous heritage that surrounds this place. And I know, without possibly knowing, that while families traded and worked and socialized, a constant stream of children would have looked to the trees below and went down to play there.
Until of course, someone decided they were better off with the structure, rules, religion, and lifestyle of a completely different culture, and took them away.
Then too, the coulee would have been quiet.
I cannot imagine the pain of these communities without the happy chatter of their children. As we know, many of those children never came back.
Last night, the sky put in a show of orange right before it went dark….today I’ll share it so that others can also take a moment to sit with our uncomfortable past so it doesn’t happen again in our future.