count your blessings…

We were all surprised by how frigid Crescent Beach was this afternoon. My teeth were chattering and my fingers were numb when I fumbled around with the camera (shocked anything was in focus). Considering the 6 feet of snow the folks in Buffalo are shovelling out from under, I can hardly complain…oh yes I can.

channel surfing…

Channel Surfing

Project Photo 365: #349

This little guy sat watching the Blackie Spit channel waiting for breakfast to swim by! When you’re still, and you watch, the bay is full of ducks and birds popping up out of the water and diving back down to catch some juicy morsels!

blue cheeks…er…peaks…

chilly peaks

Project Photo 365: photo # 352

I made the mistake of going straight from the sweaty gym to the frigid beach yesterday, and I paid for it. After I filled my camera, I high-tailed it home for some hot soup in front of the fireplace!

This shot is looking north-east from Crescent Beach to the majestic Coastal Mountain Range, which was blanketed in fresh snow. Breathtaking!

Sun wherefore art thou?

Okay…this isn’t funny anymore…I’m not impressed. WHERE IS THE SUN? The look on my daughter’s face at Crescent Beach yesterday says it all for me. Not. Impressed. Seriously people…I’m thinking of moving to Arizona!!!!!! Lush green lawns be damned. Give me dust and sage brush if it means seeing the blazing ball when I wake up in the morning. I’m getting old.

At least I can keep dry on my verandah! But I still have to wear a winter jacket and clutch my glass of Chardonnay with a gloved hand. Ridiculous. Don’t tell Mark that I dipped into my inventory for a new cushion to lift my spirits. Chartreuse & black just makes me happy.

There. That feels better. I’ve now dumped my bad mood into the universe.

NAMASTE!!!!!!