I have always been amazed by clouds, the way they shift and change with light and dark and rain and winds and snow. They are amazing creations, even when they are not really created by nature. They reflect the light in interesting patterns, they create shapes we once knew or now imagine, they provide life-giving rain, they give shade and sometimes, they can help us see more clearly, even when they might obscure the view.
This morning, there was a long streamer cloud coming from the Nackiwic end of the headpond. It was the perfect foil for the sunrise and the inspiration for many of my photos, but as some of you know, I seldom need more inspiration.
Then I stepped outside. Hmmm, back into the house for a heavier coat, some gloves and a touque. Good thing I only brought one pair of summer shorts on this trip and also that they only got worn once (not today). I set up the GoPro for a morning time-lapse and then tried to stay out of its way as I moved back and forth, finding more and better angles for photos. Then, inspiration (and foolhardiness) hit. I would hike down to the water’s edge to see what I could find there. At -2, the rocks were quite slippery as I did my best to work my way down the rip-rap and around the shrubs without getting wet. I was rewarded with some startling shots and an equally slippery climb back up the slope.
Safely back indoors, Patty and I ate our breakfast while Linda and Lloyd headed off to their meeting. I worked on photos and Pat read her newspapers until we thought we had better head outdoors for a bit of a walk. Guess what, it was still freaking cold and windy and there were still clouds, but we persevered. We only managed a short walk up the road, before Lloyd and Linda were back.
Off to the North Fredericton Market, where we dined on butter chicken wraps and samosas, with samples of sticky buns, fudge and other delectable fare. Us guys wandered into a decidedly manly shopping area. The ladies followed, but soon got bored and left for other parts. They came back 20 minutes later, surprised we were still there and still entertained. Then a lightbulb went on and they saw the man’s side of the women’s window shopping scenario.
Finished with the market, we headed to Lloyd and Linda’s friends’ place for coffee and cake. A shot of homemade Schnapps warmed up our day a bit. Great food and great conversation with great people had us recalling past visits.
Clouds moved over the house and some snow flurries fluttered past the window. Good thing we brought the warm clothes today. Back on the road. More clouds scudded by, but the strong afternoon sun broke through in places and again provided more photographic inspiration. Lloyd again obliged and we bounced down a narrow road and stopped at the pond created by a beaver dam to see what was happening there.
As we dined, we giggled and laughed and roared. Nope, no wine was involved. What was the source of our amusement? Why, home videos from our past get-togethers, of course. We were alternately amazed by how cute we were way back then, how bad our fashion sense was or the hijinks we used to carry on with when we got together (OK, so not much has changed there). Then we looked at photos of loved ones, some still with us, others departed. After that, it was our kids turn. They amazed us at every turn, with their talent, their laughter, their love and their wonder? How could we have forgotten all this magic? How did we do it all back then, marriage, jobs, kids, travel? Like the sky, our memory had become cloudy, but like the wind outside, the home movies on the screen swept the clouds aside and made us see far more clearly. The smiles continued on into the night.