On an early morning walk, we come across a lone heron browsing for breakfast.
Slowly, silently slinking… searching for a bite to eat.
Warily walking and watching the water he sees…
… something of interest and
quietly enters the water.
His beak deftly pierces the water and comes up with something
for breakfast – but we couldn’t see the tasty morsel.
The lone heron browses until he is startled by a
walker’s ‘shoes on stones’ sound and he gracefully flies off.
Breakfast is over for the moment …
What is it? Look out the living room window.
A yellow machine up the road. A man in it. Another man by the side of the road. What is he doing?
Dress quickly. Add warm coat, wool hat and mitts, grab the camera and rush out the door.
Exciting morning. Watch a back-hoe clear snow out of a ditch to help icy waters flow through the drains.
Man and machine at work.
Imagine how children would love to watch this on their way to school.
I love to see the clean swathes of ice and snow
the back-hoe takes from the ditch.
Go for a walk…
Slushy snow melts slooowly,
and icy water makes small creeks
and large puddles.
a frozen dinosaur appears…
and a large, cookie face gives a crooked smile as I pass!
With a sunny 7 degrees today there are welcome signs of spring.
A rhododendron escapes its cold enclosure
and its shiny leaves welcome the sun.
Sedum spears appear as snow disappears.
Rocks break out and absorb the sun’s rays whilst
dock wood dries out and feels warm again.
But… roads soften and crack
and garbage is uncovered.
Thankfully and gradually, buds appear
and burst in happiness against a brilliant blue sky.
A walk in the park.
A short walk in the snowy park.
Delicate, soft snow. Deep, top-of-the-boots snow.
Grey skies overhead, clouds swelling
At the riverbank, bare branches protrude
and summer grasses rest over winter.
Snow slides down the bright, slippery slide: where are the children?
A lonely leaf resists winds and hangs on as long as… ?
Two dark blue berries hang on, too… for early birds in spring?
Black and white reflections in dark, cold water.
Through a pipe darkly: whooshing water
with receding ice
and a blanket of snow.
A walk in the park – and back again…
What happens to ice when the water suddenly drops?
It’s left stranded…
or it breaks..
The first serious snowstorm of the season starts in the afternoon with bitterly cold, driving winds
and the cedars bend and the birch trees shiver
in almost whiteout conditions.
In the morning, the ‘double-shovel’ snowshoveller appears
and bit-by-bit, foot-by-foot pushes the snow down the driveway
and then, the driveway looks like this.
The big, yellow snowplough cometh…
and the big, yellow snowplough goeth.
Cedar Waxwings arrive; to see if the ‘double-shovel’ snowshoveller
and the big, yellow snowplough have done their jobs!
What is beyond? What is in store? What will I see?
Beyond the creek…
Beyond the gate…
Beyond the shore…
Illuminate. A tropical beach.
Morning and night.
Wake to the sun. Sleep to the moon.