Icy waters

The latter part of last week was snowy, windy and cold. On such December days when the harbour begins to ice over,

the damp cold feels like it reaches one’s bones. 

The week didn’t start that way. It had been cold and windy but the snow was minimal and nothing stayed on the ground. Ice in the bay wasn’t a possibility until Wednesday when temperatures plummeted  and changed everything. Schools were closed, roads were treacherous, the wind howled, snow fell and drifted while ice formed in the bay.

The boardwalk, though plowed and salted, required one’s attention, watching for icy spots as we ventured forward.

We had Daisy, the golden grand-dog visiting for a few days and we walked with her one day, in spite of the cold. 

That day, we saw the boardwalk’s resident male Bald Eagle, 

sat in the Osprey nest it is subletting for the fall and winter. 

Further in the bay, a cargo vessel which has been in port this past week, looks as if it may require the work of an ice breaker if it stays in port much longer. 

The December sun, hidden behind the cloud cover, gives the impression of twilight to the late morning scene.

Meanwhile, at home, a Red Fox which resides in our area, was busy one morning, hunting in the snow for a morning snack. 

We usually see it on our security camera as it hunts at night. A day-time sighting is a real treat.

I hope to do my Christmas shopping locally this week and get parcels in the mail. I hope you have a great week too.