If only life were so simple as to be happily entertained with solely birds and balls (...and biscuits).
The pink hue from a sunset lit up the receding snow atop these mountains. Reminds me of a cupcake topped with Betty Crocker pink frosting, albeit a meagre amount of icing sugary goodness in this case.
A fresh dusting of snow at the higher elevations made it look like somebody took a giant sifter and coated the mountain tops with icing sugar. Being stuck in traffic going north on 176th Street in Cloverdale has its advantages when you have a camera handy. For a time lapse look at this mountain range taken with my camera's video capabilities, check this out.
This rock cut-through along a Myra section of the Kettle Valley Railway in Kelowna reminded me of my kitchen countertop. Although this is shale I think, and not granite. I don't think two of the four people in this photo even noticed the rock around them since they were pretty busy trying to bundle up against the elements.
During a jaunt across the Golden Ears Bridge with my bicycle I had a nice view of the mountain range on the north side. The sun trying to break through the clouds highlighted the snow-capped peaks. Even dreary days don't take away from the surrounding beauty here.
This picture strikes me as strange. There's snow-capped mountains in the background. Not a cloud in the sky. A sailboat in the foreground. Some people were outside on this day in shorts. Others had pants and jackets on. It's March, and it's beautiful.