Happy that Detroit de-ices the plane, no matter how much the delay.
The glass ocean behind the Bill Reid canoe glistens in the winter sunlight at Vancouver:
The trouble with food photos is I eat it as fast as I shoot it. What would BC be without Nanaimo Bars?
And then Aya, with some Baja Vanilla, did even better than my favorite Cadbury’s Crunchie bar:
Sad to leave unskied snow in the distance on Cypress Mountain but friends were waiting in Toledo.
Tess thought the best item in the Ann Arbor Art Museum was the padded bench for artistic posing.
Now the poor bees only get 20 minutes of winter solstice sun on a clear day when a shaft of light slips between two houses. But if you put your ear to the hive and tap, they do buzz so they are still in there huddling into a ball for warmth.