Winter does not start on the solstice. By the shortest day of the year, I've been driving to work in the dark for six weeks or so and there have been a number of snow storms. Any time the temperature approaches 0 is a cause for celebration. Nor is the next day (when the day is one minute longer) any indication that winter will soon be over. Some times Mother Nature will oblige with a chinook (not as often or as effectively as for Calgary) and melt all the snow, but wise people keep the boots, winter coats and mitts near by until April. And my Vibe wears his winter tires from mid October to end of April.
It’s tempting to only see the misery of a northern Alberta winter. By early November, it’s dark again for the drive to work and the first snows are covering the ground and changing the colours of fall to a stark black and white. Temperatures drop below zero (Celsius) and it becomes a battle with Mother Nature to survive until spring which will be five or more months away.
|Thank you to the friend of a friend on Facebook who posted|
this glorious photo of the Dunvegan Bridge in winter.
How could you not love this country?
|I had tried unsuccessfully to catch the fall birds, but this |
fellow just showed up as I was checking out the old buildings.
|My favorite photo this winter. Taken from the driveway just|
a few days before daylight saving - so the sunrise was reflecting on the
ice and snow. The next week it was back to driving in the dark.
|Looking up (at the tall evergreen between the parking lot and work)|
|Yes, first snow of winter had left this much snow on the road.|
Vibe was the first car along this path.
|If you look with the right eye, |
even the muck that clings to the bottom of the car
has texture and beauty.
|We were really hoping that this fellow would not mind|
us walking on "his" road. He was determined to stay here and
we wanted to walk past on the other side to get onto the trails.
|From the driveway with the moon peeking through the|
branches of the maple tree.
|All my eyes could see was the lights and the moon in the dark.|Late winter and this little fellow is choosing his favorite
seed from the pile that has been knocked down from the
bird feeders. First you search for your favorite (desert)
and when that is gone, you come down to the
ground and eat your veggies.
|Playing with (Christmas) light from the same window.|