Nature · Photography · Winter

Where the world turns black and white (except for the graffiti)

I love how the whole landscape has been transformed over the last few weeks – compared to the summer and autumn. Back home in South Africa the grass just becomes browner, the air thicker with the smell of fire. But here in Canuckistan, here we have snow. Saturday afternoon was a bit overcast, sombre and cold but I decided to go out with my camera anyway.

I wandered up the Quesnel River’s right bank, from the main bridge towards the pulp mill, and just marvelled at how the landscape had changed – ice sculptured by nature on the water’s edge; the landscape practically black and white, even in full colour. I came across some deer, who darted upright at the sound of my heavy footsteps. And then, of course, there was the graffiti too …

Eventually I turned for home, the sleet falling more heavily and the light fading fast.

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