Must say that I wasn’t expecting the snow to stick when it started falling yesterday. But as I watched out my window it just kept falling and falling. Sticking and then sticking some more. Then, overnight another dusting. So this morning, before I started in at my desk, I escaped down to take a few photos at Boulevard Park as the sun tried to break out to start the day officially.
Inspired by photos from a fellow photographer recently, I made up my mind to head to Lake Padden this morning. Temperature at my place as hovering in the high 20s, so I knew it would be cold. But when I got up to Lake Padden the gauge in the car read 21 degrees. In addition, it didn’t take me long to see that the lake was frozen. Not just a little frozen. Thick ice. There was even a growing group of folks playing hockey on the lake. What a beautiful morning.
It has been decided that doing something for a second year qualifies it as a tradition. Last year my wife and I ventured to Canada and stayed at a quaint roadside inn for Christmas. From there we made many ventures out, including several outings to see bald eagles in the snow. This year we stayed at a cabin at Rasar State Park near Concrete, WA. What a wonderful place from which to venture into the snow.
Possibly 24 hours early, but I went out this morning to take a look at the moon, which was so bright over Bellingham Bay. The forecast had been for clouds so I felt very fortunate to see the moon at all. In fact, with the cloud covering tonight I doubt we will see the moon tonight. But I’ve been surprised before.