Despite the mother of all storms just before Christmas that put most of Vancouver Island out of power, in many cases close to a week, there were blossoming trees in January. Then came February with a record setting snow dump and low temperatures. Living in a flat roofed floathouse I cleaned more than a foot of snow from it three times in less than a week. Blossoms are gone now that things are going back to some kind of normal, but this morning I saw big juicy buds on some trees.
At one point nobody could get in or out of the bay. All roads were closed of by fallen trees and powerlines. Hydro crews and clean up crews worked 24/7 during that December week right before Christmas. Many stores must’ve lost money due to lack of power and customer mobility. But Christmas came and went and the storm is now almost forgotten.
January was mild enough for walks by the seaside.
Nice days and nice evenings make recording the bay a pleasure.
But then… Just as I thought that spring had sprung, King Frost on his high horse rode in accompanied by his frigid sweetheart the snowqueen. The next photo is taken from the same spot as the above one but after Her Queenness covered most of Vancouver Island with her virgin white.
and a little pano from the roof of my house
Of course common opinion says it is very pretty
cottages, estuary, all very pretty, but enough is enough
and no more snow photos after this. Resist!
I hope you have enjoyed this winter excursion and, as always, the photos may be clicked to enlarge.