So previously I was writing about rain when it rained and writing about snow when it snowed. Today, a thick fog lay over the city in freezing temperatures. I also ran across this lovely image when I was drinking a cup of tea and organizing photos. Today, instead of lamenting on fog, I’ll take a moment to reflect on the sunshine.
This is a lovely Vancouver spot called Prospect Point. Its proximity to the shore and the presumed updraft against the cliff at the point means you can often catch glimpses of bald eagles soaring or fishing. I took this photo just before the cold weather set in and when we were there for a particularly lovely sunset. Three eagles were swooping around above us amidst a passing seaplane or two and a sky turning pinker by the minute. Something about the whole episode gave me that quiet feeling you get when you are having a really peaceful moment. The flag, the eagles, the beauty of nearby mountains. (Ah, yes. This is better to think about than a weather forecast warning against “freezing fog”)