Before the official end of winter yesterday, the snow in the Annapolis Valley and the South Shore had mostly melted. A layer of ice, the remnant of sunny days and cold nights, was the last thing to leave our lawn; it took days to melt. We enjoyed a March Break trip to the Valley, and [...]
Late February: the best part of winter. The sun is shining straight through my office window in the semi-basement. How pleasant. Meanwhile, outside, all is white, hard and frozen. Last weekend, a couple of anglers walked about three hundred meters over the frozen sea in front of our house, carrying two chairs, a pack of [...]
Across from the tidal inlet near our house is a small island which is a symbolic destination for us, depending on the time of year. We celebrate spring, and the ice breaking up, by canoeing to it. In winter, if the ice is thick enough, we walk or skate to it. Today the ice was [...]
This morning, as a full moon high tide flooded in, and the air temperature hovered around -15°C, steam rose from the warmer incoming water as it met the cold air.
With thanks to my Facebook friends for their contributions. The smooth, quiet brush of fresh snow under your skis. The way ice breaks and cracks over rocks as the tide falls. Empty beaches with shimmering vistas. The mildness, softness and peace a snowfall brings. Like the folks here, a winter is softness and gentility: quite [...]
I love how the soft sea ice forms, bends and cracks over rocks as the tide recedes. It was -8° C this morning along the shore of the Bay, and the tide was falling.
I’m fascinated by the formation of ice and how it interplays with the tides. And it has started again with cold morning temperatures which leave a layer of ice which plays with rocks as the tide goes down. You can hear the cracking as you walk along the shore – just little crick-clicks now, but [...]
Hot off the press: our first Nova Scotia Photo Album video. It won’t be the last! This one shows how tide and temperature create an ever-changing landscape on Mahone Bay’s shoreline, from first frost to spring breakup. The music is an Appalachian tune called Frosty Morning, played by Dennis Robinson on fiddle and Heather Holm [...]
