Prairie Dog editor Stephen Whitworth was carried to Regina in a swarm of bees. He's been with Prairie Dog since May 1999 and will die at his keyboard before admitting his career a terrible, terrible mistake.
This kind of feels like a big storm, eh? Like, we can’t leave our houses and if we do, we have to get really bundled up for it. Then, when we get home, we have to change clothes. But, RFF Folks know how to deal with storms (2014, we will remember you always). We know that we’re going to get through it and that even if we have to call the show for lightning, we will come back together when it’s safe to do so.
That’s all to say that, unfortunately, we are canceling the 2020 Regina Folk Festival.
COVID-19 has really felt like a force of nature. We’ve prepared for it, we’re in the thick of it now, and ultimately, we will support each other when it’s over (even if there is some cleaning up to do).
It’s the right call, even though it sucks donkey butt. Oh well. What can you do?
On the bright side, this means my car-having friends get a break from my annoying requests they drive me around dropping off papers. (Yes, that’s right, I have a paper route. I started helping with Prairie Dog deliveries a few years ago (spring 2017?) as a “temporary” cost-cutting measure. As tends to happen with harebrained austerity schemes, there’s been nothing “temporary” about my three-hour biweekly gig, though I have to say I like it and it’s actually kind of fun. I get to meet nice people and learn things. Anyway.)
On the down side, this means no new Prairie Dog for Regina readers. Yes, you’ll find things to read on our website (look for a new Gwynne Dyer column later today!), but this edition of the print paper is kaputsville.
It’s only the third time we’ve skipped an issue since going biweekly in 1999. The other two were scheduled holiday breaks though, so this is uncharted territory. Kind of a bummer.
But don’t despair! Prairie Dog will be back with a full print and web issue on April 9.
The calendar events pages might be a wee bit thin, though. Stupid plague.
For most of us, the Coronavirus pandemic is like nothing we’ve ever seen. COVID-19 has totally disrupted Reginan’s lives and livelihoods.
It’s hitting us, too.
Earlier this week, Prairie Dog made the difficult decision to cancel our March 26 print edition. Between the near-total collapse of advertising and the loss of, what, maybe half our distribution points in restaurants, coffee shops and pubs, putting out a paper next Thursday just doesn’t make sense. We plan to roar back with, hmm, let’s call it a special collector’s edition on April 9. In the meantime, we’re bringing Dog Blog–remember that?–out of cold storage so you’ll have lots to read. Stay tuned!
Collectively, we’re at the start of something that, for better and/or for worse, will fundamentally change our understanding of the society and world we live in, but there are a lot of challenges ahead. If you’re able, please consider donating to help us continue publishing. Prairie Dog has a lot to offer Regina and Saskatchewan, but we flat-out can’t do it without your help.
As a lot of people are suddenly discovering, it turns out we all really ARE in this together. Let’s make it work.
Every May from 2012 to 2018, I took daily photos of this gorgeous elm from the window of our old Scarth St. shop. We bugged out of our office this February so that tradition has come to an end, but I can still visit my old buddy. And today, I did. Happy May, tree-friend!
(You can see the view out my current window here.)
Every May for six or seven years I’ve take daily photographs of the tree outside our window. It’s a stupid annual tradition but I like it, so there. I usually wrap things up June 1 with a bunch of photos but the weather was crap so I held off for a couple extra days. Today however, was spectacular so here’s the final installment of this spring’s foliage report. Happy summer trails! Continue reading “Foliage Report 2018: Friday, June 3”