There is nothing particularly mind-blowing about these photos. That is, apart from the event they represent – the first snows of the season here in Quesnel, People’s Republic of Canuckistan. They have been threatening for weeks now – with people both aggrieved at their imminent arrival and worrying about why they are so late this year. Theories abound about how cold a winter this one will be, but no-one really knows for sure – not even those who have lived here forever.
Upon seeing friends on Facebook excitedly talking about the snow, I decided to head out from my basement to experience it first-hand. Sure, there had been rumours of a cougar in the area but I figured I could defend myself with my tripod, if need be. Fortunately I didn’t meet the cat though: having Nicky the neighbourhood dog bark behind me as I was setting up a shot was heart-stopping enough.
Tonight we were visited only by light flurries There will be more snow, that’s guaranteed. Lots more. And I will be sure to document it.
(All photos were taken between 11pm and midnight.)