I hate getting up early. Sunrise scenes like this though at Canada Place with a camera phone in hand make it worthwhile losing out on some sleep.
I was somewhat disappointed after I got home and watched this video I took of Okanagan Lake because I hadn't spent the time to take a nice photo. It was quite picturesque.
This dock in Peachland reflects a very serene scene. In summertime it's the exact opposite; laden with bodies, you'll barely be able to see the dock, or Okanagan Lake for that matter, because of the popularity among locals and tourists alike.
There must have been a mish-mash of feelings upstairs given this portrayal of every possible emotion: happy white pillowy clouds, angry dark clouds, glimmers of blue sky among shadows of gloom, but with a dash of hopeful sun tapping in the mix. This is confusion manifested in the clouds.
One of the things that makes British Columbia special is how every region of the province has its own character. There's the rainforest-like West Coast, the farmland of the Fraser Valley, the desert climate of the Central Interior, the rugged Rocky Mountains on the Eastern border and the scenic forests of the North. This is a farm just outside of Chilliwack, highlighted against a dark mountainous backdrop by a sky that didn't know whether to rain or shine.
Working a photo of the vista from my balcony that is free from retail signs and residential rooftops relegates the picture to treetops only, but they're still pretty treetops. And colourful. It's almost starting to feel like summer, and all is in bloom.
You know those psychological tests where you look at ink spots and interpret from the shapes what you see? This was like my own Rorschach test, but using clouds instead of ink spots. Easter has come and gone but I still see bunnies, just like in Richard Adams' novel Watership Down.