This morning (November 6), after yesterday’s modest dump of snow in Vancouver, I took photos of the view north from Alder Street. Specifically, I took photos on both the east and west sides of Alder Street, which I then combined with software, in order to produce a wider field of view than I could possibly get by taking the photo at any single point.
Anyway, look at the view north today from any vantage point in Vancouver and you will see a whole lot of fresh new snow atop the distant North Shore Mountains. Please pause for a moment to admire it.
See how the snow winks and gleams in the bright sunlight of a clear, chilly day. See how soft and pure it looks. See how far away it is.
It really is true what people say—absence does make the heart grow fonder.
Certainly I could hardly be fonder of any snow than I am of this particular snow capping the North Shore Mountains.
More than anything else, it is the distance apart from me that endears me to this snow. The farther away that it is from me, the better that it looks and the more that I like it.
And I know that I would like it very much indeed if all the snow forecast to fall on Vancouver come Thursday (December 8)—two days hence—fell in its entirety on these remote mountain peaks.
If only I could witness this massive dump of snow from afar, then I know that I could safely and serenely admire its pristine and elemental beauty.
However, if I must experience this forecasted snowfall up close and personal, I am fairly certain (especially after my experience Monday) that I will just end up bitterly cursing its total blanket disruption of my (and every other Vancouverite’s) daily routine.