It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it. ”
Every winter, I walk by frozen Wascana Creek, and think wouldn’t it be awesome if it was turned into a skating rink!
Feathered with hoarfrost skeletal trees loom closer; fog shrouded arches. – Paul Brown
Happy New Year from Saskatchewan!
the Battlefords River Valley, December 23, 2015
Winter can be very pretty, but I’m still anticipating Maui in March – one month to go!
I’m not usually out and about on a Sunday morning….Sunday mornings are for reading and drinking coffee, except for the one Sunday out of four that I have to work. So, if I hadn’t work today, I may not have gone out to take pictures of what has turned out to be three days of beautiful hoar frost on the trees. And we saw the sun today!
Victoria Park on the walk to work.
I may have been a minute or two late for work in order to take this pic…
Walking through the park at lunch time.
It’s too pretty of a day not go for a walk…so of course I took my camera with me this morning…
Part of the Immigrant Recognition Sculpture in front of City Hall…
I love hoar frost. I think there is nothing prettier on a frigidly cold January day than a bright blue sky and hoar frost on the trees. We are well into March and still experiencing frigidly cold mornings and hoar frost on the trees. As I write this, the wind is gusting, the sky is grey, and more snow is forecast for this evening. Yay. One of the things I wanted to accomplish this winter was to practise taking pictures of hoar frost. I did do that, but never really got the shots I wanted as it was often too cold to spend the time getting it just right (frozen fingers and a frozen camera!) or I didn’t have my camera with me. Oh well, there is always next winter to get it right (or maybe this winter really will never end and I’ll have more time to practise yet!).
I took this picture of Rusty, the Library Elephant, on my lunch break on Sunday from the 2nd floor of the Library. I thought he looked sad. He was likely cold and tired of winter. Just like all of us on the prairies. I’ve been listening to a radio station from Maui on my computer at work just to get that tropical feeling since there was no winter holiday for me this year. And it helps!