After Bella Coola, the Chilcotin around Kleena Kleene looked drab. It has been so cold. Maniacle winds have littered the road with fallen trees. They are so fierce and cold that I have gone back to wearing longjohns and 2 sweaters and a coat outside. Spring here has been put on hold.
There are a few tiny signs. The pussy willows are now in flower. On the occasions when the sun shines, the red willow twigs glow.
The ice hung for a while on the pond.
And new ice would form overnight. (This is a male mallard with his cute curly tail.)
The sunrises, which are often stormy, are reflected in the pond.
Here is a picture of Nogwon apropos of nothing. It was simply a pretty picture!
A few more birds are turning up. Barrow’s Goldeneyes
And there is nothing more beautiful than to have a calm, frosty morning and hear the song sparrow sing. (Looks kinda cold, though.)
The river is still low. All the snow is held up in the mountains due to the cold weather.
The soopollalie is out in great abundance. Will we get a good berry crop this year? (This is a male bush.)
And in a sheltered spot, the first dandelion!
White-crowned sparrows have arrived but they aren’t singing much yet. Too cold.
And the purple finch.
Yesterday, two pair of ring-necked ducks visited for a short while.
To be followed by the green-winged teal yoga class.
The other morning there was a strange light at sunrise.
The sun found a tiny gap in the clouds.
And soon it was snowing again.
