There is a magic that exists in the form of a snowy day. In that first moment after you wake up and you look out the window to see a world transformed. A world fresh and cleansed.
Neither Peter nor I actually had a snow day but we enjoyed our snowy day nonetheless. The schools were closed, the roads quiet, and downtown Sechelt was a space of soft sounds and few people.
Peter shovelled our driveway and we drove slowly from our home, thankful for a truck with 4WD.
The highway was pretty clear but we went slow, taking our time to marvel at the winter wonderland we drove through.
The lake was almost entirely frozen over.
Once in town, I had a few minutes to head down to the beach and take some shots.
Two days later, the snow is almost all gone. Our power has mostly stayed on and today we are back to our usual rainy weather. But today the days start getting longer, the light returns. And on Wednesday we celebrate the arrival of light amongst us. The birth of our Lord and our salvation.
“God is not dead, nor does He sleep,
For Christ is here; His spirit near
Brings peace on Earth, good will to men.”
-Longfellow
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