|Calm waters on a winter's afternoon|
There isn't a day goes by that I don't think how very lucky I am to live in Crofton. As I watch news reports from around BC and across Canada, and see highways closed and communities flooded, I'm thankful I spend my winters in the most moderate climate in Canada. Even within my own geographic area, we are in a little micro-climate - twenty minutes away there will be snow, sometimes lots of it, while we have had less than an inch of slush this winter, gone within hours. ( Touch Wood. I don't want to jinx things!).
|No snow here!|
Most winter days, we do get a bit of rain and lots of cloud, but we also get bursts of sunshine on a regular basis. It is rare that I have to walk the dogs in pouring rain - light drizzle I can handle. The saying "If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes" has been very true here this year.
Yesterday, for only the second time in a year, I decided to skip the second (afternoon) set of dog walks - it was driving rain, sleet, dark, and cold. The dogs had gone for a lovely long morning walk and they were as reluctant as I to head out in a storm. But today dawned bright and dry and away we went. This afternoon was even nicer. Calm waters, mild enough to wear my gortex jacket instead of my winter coat - I grabbed the dogs and my camera and headed off for the beach again.
|The marine on a January afternoon|
The birds prefer the drier days to pouring rain too, and there were lots along the shoreline today.
|Mallards along the shore|
|A poor photo, but I've been trying all week to capture|
this kingfisher who lives along the shoreline by the new seawalk.
(She's on the railing!)
|Oystercatchers catching oysters|
I was enjoying the way the light appeared through the pilings of the ferry dock,
|Late afternoon light shines through the pier|
when suddenly a heron flew straight up from the bank below me, practically knocking me over with his incredible wingspan. I recovered only just in time to snap these shots as he flew away.
And as the sky turned pink with the setting sun, we headed home - another winter's walk that feels like spring, tucked away in our memories.