When the leaves are all gone, and my town turns into a depressing 50 shades of grey photo, I get desperate for saturated colors that remind me of warm places, like Hawaii or the Bahamas. Today, it was bitterly cold at a biting one degree celsius (a wear-your-snow-suit-to-school kinda day for BC’s south coast…a laughably balmy kinda day for anywhere east of the suburbs). So I was delighted when I dropped by my favorite spot on the peninsula, to watch the winter show that Mother Nature puts on most afternoons. I was tempted to Photoshop a massive shark jumping out of the water…still might. My son is somewhere over there studying his brains out (or crying in the university pub) for his Christmas final exams at the University of Victoria.
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.