Not snow, this morning. Ice. (Snow we haven’t seen in weeks). A thousand needles in the cold wind whipping down the streets. Crystals of ice splintering underfoot. Ice crackling in the trees, like static.

Not at all like Vancouver Island, where Rob and I were hanging out this past weekend. Which I will tell you about, over the Easter weekend that is coming. A story, with photos.

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Posted by Glen Fisher

Writer, photographer. Education and skills consultant.

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