Sunday, January 23, 2022

More Winter Fog

As usual we went for our Sunday morning nosh and drive.

Another Sunday, and another weather term to add to the list.

Weather term recap: Heat Domes, Atmospheric Rivers, Polar Vortexes.

Today's weather term: Thermal Inversion -  a common enough weather occurance in the Metro Vancouver area to have its own designation.
It has something to do with the air temperatures inverting. The ground air becomes cooler than the higher air - resulting in a ceiling of fog.

Cruising along quiet River Road.


iconic 'EastVan' sign from a different angle.
A restored beauty.
Science World.
Famous 'Heights' swinging neon sign (1956).
New Westminster's Queen's Park.


Sunday, January 16, 2022

A Bit of Fog on a cool Winter Morning

Short Sunday drive. Not snow or rain but Fog instead. 

A few snapshots to captured the change in the weather.

No need to rush.
Sleeping train cars.
And here is what ass-twats think is okay to do on public property.
I love rush hour on a Sunday.
Nice morning for a stroll.


Sunday, January 9, 2022

The Sun Shines off of Everything that Freezes

It's Sunday again. We've had a tossed salad of weather since last week. And, instead of threatening snow clouds overhead, today was filled with eye-aching bright blue and blinding sunlight. Crisp and clean and beautiful.



Sunday, January 2, 2022

The Last Sunset of 2021 and the First Winter Drive of 2022

Good bye old, worn out and dented year. Hello shiny and new year. The strikeo of midnight; and we're filled with hope. We've been served up an interesting menu of weather in the last few months.

EARTH - Destructive mud slides.
WATER - Disasterous floods.
AIR - 
Deadly winds.
FIRE - Devastating Wild Fires.

An insane year in the weather department. 

I've learned of climate conditions I never knew existed in the last year; Heat Domes, Atmospheric Rivers, Polar Vortexes and who knows what else! And that's not even acknowledging the Pandemic tailspin the world is going down in.
I should consider finishing my apocalyptic weather screenplay. 

It's out of my control. So - I aim. I focus. I shoot. I edit. I crop and tweak crooked or over-exposed images. Then I post the results. Random captures of the normalest part of our little corner of the world.

The last beautiful sunset of a not so beautiful year.
We now wait the summer solstice.
Standing tall against the elements.
Keep out.
Subdued Celebrations.
You better have your snow tires on.
Heed the warning.
Textures.
The white picket fence dream.
Weeping icicles.