Beautiful Dreamer

The day after a snowstorm, when the snow has been deep and crisp and even, is very often beautiful. It is more beautiful still when the breaking day reveals the sun’s rays and the whole landscape glows with the newness of snow and the brilliance of post-tempest release. Today I drove down to Pouch Cove…

Snow Day

The schools called mid-morning to let us know that they would like us to come and collect our kids at lunch-time. So I trundled off in the snow and remembered to bring my camera along for the walk. The snow is falling in big, fat clumps of flakes and it is perfectly quiet out there….

Softly fallin’…

Or it was, yesterday. Today it’s blowing a mad gale outside. Winds are gusting up to 110km/h and the snow is that stick-to-the-greenhouse-and-scour-your-skin kind, which is more like ice pellets than any fairytale snow. Since I feel no need for an Arctic exfoliant, we’re tucked away indoors this morning. Time to work on projects, have…