|Hey! Get up! It's Valentine's Day!|
|Pea hens enroute to Grace Road Park|
One large peahen had difficulty deciding whether to cross or wait, bringing a smile to my face.
A few minutes later a large, beautiful rainbow appeared to the north - our destination was near the rainbow's end. And while we didn't find a pot of gold, we certainly found scenes worth just as much. Though we've had very little snow or rain, there must have been a lot more up high in the mountains for suddenly there wasn't just one waterfall in Grace Road Park, but several cascading down the cliffs of Copper Canyon.
|A new waterfall at Grace Road Park|
It appears to come straight out of the cliff.
A new culvert under a logging road, perhaps?
|Water cascades down the cliffs|
|An outcrop of copper-coloured rock diverts the fall|
|Banon Falls is a torrent this time|
|And a golden prism of colour cut across|
this sheet of water.
The dogs didn't seem perturbed by the higher-and-faster-than-usual river or falling water, though we took care to call them away from it. Still, they were more interested in pee-mail and other interesting smells.
Gazehound Keaghan might have fancied he saw something in the distance, or maybe he was just enjoying the beautiful view.
I liked the shadow of a tall skinny tree against the sandy-surfaced canyon wall,
particularly near the top where the curve of the tree's shadow followed the curve of the rock:
On the hike back up to the cars, repeated gunshots across the canyon unnerved us, and especially Anxious Eddie, but we made it safely to our cars and back towards home, accompanied by yet another large and colourful rainbow.
While Eddie and I were out, the other critters apparently amused themselves by making Valentine's cards for you:
Then Mother Nature gave us all one last Valentine's gift as we looked out the back door just as dusk fell - a rosy-red sunset reflected in puffy clouds above the ocean, islands and North Shore mountains.
|Reflections of sunset|
From my back yard
You don't have to be part of a couple to have a good Valentine's Day. Sometimes loving life is the best kind of love of all. Especially when that life is shared with a family of critters and Mother Nature.