these tiny little curlicue vines grabbed feathers of frost overnight . . .
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Friday, February 27, 2015
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
a patriotic moment . . .
i discovered this morning that despite the indisputable fact that my genetics are 100% english, if i press my belly button when the temperature is below minus thirty celsius, a canadian flag pops out of my head. oh so cool!!!
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Monday, February 23, 2015
iced abalone
the ice by the open parts of the river gets waterworn and catches the sunlight in a unique way . . . wendy said these looked like the insides of abalone shells . . .
Sunday, February 22, 2015
everything changes
when it gets very very cold, the frozen skin of the river changes. from a smooth windblown snowy landscape, some of the snow appears to dry off and then harden leaving these gorgeous patterns . . .
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
fresh fluffy snow!
in my neighbourhood . . .
about eight mnutes walk away from my home . . . down by the river . . .
the sun rises up above east city . . .
Thursday, February 19, 2015
sherry and port tasting evening . . . .
wendy and i got to share sunday night with friends at nancy carter's gorgeous home. she accurately describes her sweet funky lodgings as "a visual feast". oh man! that is for sure. i would happily camp out there for days just to savour everything . . .
for now though, we were there to sample sherry and port. all kinds.
nancy walked us through each of the bottles with the kind of understanding care you give to people like me who drink whatever tastes good . . . or even whatever doesn't taste that good but provides the requisite enthusiasm for the circumstances. i left her home a more knowledgeable and appreciative person. (and half in the bag.)
a ton of fun was had by us and we ate yummy tidbits of meat, fish, nuts, cheeses, breads and fruit.
for now though, we were there to sample sherry and port. all kinds.
nancy walked us through each of the bottles with the kind of understanding care you give to people like me who drink whatever tastes good . . . or even whatever doesn't taste that good but provides the requisite enthusiasm for the circumstances. i left her home a more knowledgeable and appreciative person. (and half in the bag.)
a ton of fun was had by us and we ate yummy tidbits of meat, fish, nuts, cheeses, breads and fruit.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
looking out . . .
the view through the front window of a lovely little bar filled with great local music and excellent beer. it's a cold cold day, so the windows are alternately frosted over or running with moisture . . . . it all depends on whether the heat is on or not!
Monday, February 16, 2015
mid february selfie
minus thirty four but i am as warm as i could be.
the frost you see here gathered on my eyebrows and hat comes from me breathing through my face mask. the resultant vapour-laden air then rises and freezes on my head!
the frost you see here gathered on my eyebrows and hat comes from me breathing through my face mask. the resultant vapour-laden air then rises and freezes on my head!
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Friday, February 13, 2015
Thursday, February 12, 2015
river frost . . . .
a sweet morning walk in .... the people running the dams let out easily two or more feet of water depth last night with the result being that the ice skin on the surface has been busted every which way and there are places where there's open water! that open water met the cold morning air and drifted over everything by the river!!!
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