another cold snap hit overnight. windchill at the bus stop this morning was -39˚C. It got colder throughout the day. I’m so fracking ready for spring.
Tag: white
lost
a lone mitten, seeking home.
back in the saddle (again)
after being off the bike for most of the last 2 months, it looks like I’ll be able to start riding more once again. It’s about to get cold after this chinook blows over, but at least the deep snow has been cleared from enough of the roads and pathways to make it passable.
sunlit wall
we built an igloo and 2 snow forts this afternoon. the forts were quickly demolished in the barrage of snow artillery we launched, but the igloo still stands.
dimensionary
The biosciences building, looking up from the loading dock after arriving in the morning.
Create a photo today that gives a sense of depth or dimension. #ds446
long snowshadows
extra long afternoon shadows, as the poplar trees’ shadows reach across the blown snow.
piled
the snow piled beside our driveway after shovelling. again.
planetary crust
we headed out to play in the snow for a bit this afternoon. much of the field had snow that had crusted over in the sun, making a hard layer on top of dry powder. crunching through the crust left craters and pockmarks, like some unknown alien wasteland.
frosty stalks
I started riding the bike this morning. I’d really missed riding along the river valley. So much better than being packed into a bus full of other grumpy commuters…
winterized
grass and poplars in the snow along twelve mile coulee, near my house.