I’ve whined recently about Vancouver’s untypical and long-lasting fog problem and, as I write, it’s back, accompanied by freezing temperatures. But we had some bright relief.
To recap: It snowed, then snowed some more, then really snowed a lot, with insufficient intervening meltage. Rain arrived, several centimeters of it on top of all that snow. Finally that fog arrived to replace the rain.
Then one morning the sun broke through. It revealed that everything was amazingly, unsurpassably wet. Whatever the sun fell on started steaming, for example this cusihuiriachi (you really want to follow that link and read the comments, trust me).
Maddened by the sun, I prowled the front garden looking for camera fodder, and found it as usual in our overphotographed magnolia. If you enlarge that photo and peer at the raindrop, it’s blue.
Noticing this, I looked up.
I’m not expecting to see that sky again any time soon.