The tricky part was keeping the camera dry. Solution: golf umbrella. A bit awkward, and looks ridiculous, but as long as the wind isn't too high is manageable.
Small birds were hiding, but the celebrity raven pair and their crow paparazzi were making a racket in the tree tops.
"Here in metro Vancouver, 5-10 more centimetres is expected before the snow tapers off to flurries," said the weather lady, who is speaking over my shoulder.
A young woman was waltzing down the street, calling, "Isn't this enchanting?"
A man walking his husky was bundled up and grim. The dog was happy though.
I'm ambivalent. It's pretty, and in the short term it's different, which is important to one's sanity. But driving's no fun, biking is impossible, and if people don't shovel, the sidewalks quickly ice over and become littered with toppled children.
Everyone, shovel your walk, feed the birds, and don't forget to thaw the birdbath.
I didn't take a picture of a cedar.