Tag Archives: Snow

A Water Sign

Well, it’s a frozen water sign. Aquarius the water-carrier, to be exact, which is kind of perfect, because this frozen water is carrying cars and trucks.

I know that I’m really stretching this symbol, but I like the idea of the Aquarian water-carrier carrying ice for a safe crossing on an ice road.

Don’t exceed 40,000 kg!

This ice road crosses Great Slave Lake between Yellowknife and Dettah. In the summer, you have to go around, and that takes about 20 minutes more.

A sunny shortcut!

I hope we all soon experience some sunny and safe shortcuts. After all, most of us have had to do the long way around for the better part of a year.

Happy mid-week. 🙂

Bison and Muskox

There are many woodland bison everywhere here in the north. In the spring and summer, they love to loiter on the roads, and drivers have to be very cautious of them, especially at night. Sometimes, a congregation of them will make the traffic wait. There’s no way you want to try to herd or nudge a bison, as they will charge if annoyed.

Try explaining that to your insurance. “I was just stopped on the road, minding my own business, when a bison came out of nowhere and ran full-tilt at my car …” Yup, okay.

So it makes sense to include one of these iconically northern animals …

… along with a snow sculpture of a muskox. Also notoriously bad-tempered, you do not want to upset them.

Photo by Florian Schulz

The snow sculpture looks much more docile, though, especially as it’s missing its horns. Very tempting for children, I think!

Despite that, the artist did quite a good job, don’t you think?

Happy Monday, happy week. 🦬

Tree Hugger

I love this snow sculpture! Very endearing.

Bear love. Bare love? 😉

In this area, we have brown and black bears, but you have to go much farther north to the Arctic to see the white polar bears.

Climate change has lead to some of the polar bears mating with grizzly bears and producing a sort of blond hybrid called a grolar.

Grolar Bear

If you’re interested, here’s more information: https://www.mcgill.ca/oss/article/did-you-know-environment/grolar-bears

Happy Friday; happy weekend. 🙂

Snow Sculptures

We may be getting warmer, but we still have lots of snow. What to do with some of it? Make sculptures, of course!

One of our corvid friends with a snowball in his beak.

This one is of a raven; they are one of the most intelligent and resourceful birds on the planet. They have to be – they survive through -50C (and in more northern areas, even colder) subarctic and Arctic temperatures by huddling together in wind protected areas. Loyal, extremely communicative and collaborative, I don’t see them as the mean, nasty nasties they are often portrayed as in literature and film.

It has been quite overcast for a few days, so these photos are very monochromatic, (I had a lot of visual difficulty because of the lack of contrast) but the subarctic can be like that.

I really admire the talents of the people who come out to make these. They were out on a frozen lake, in the howling wind, in -40C (-40F).

I won’t be sorry to say good-bye to these sculptures when they melt, though!

Have a good week. 🙂

Snow Awning

This should give you an idea of how much snow is on my roof. I took this on Tuesday (March 16).

It’s beginning to melt and I’m starting to think we had better knock some of it down. I wouldn’t want any of that falling on my head!

Today, the icicles were starting to develop …

Do you see the bird?

… and we had +7°C! It was such a nice break after literally, months of -30 and -40 … and sometimes, I really just didn’t want want to know. It was better that way.

The snow was soft and beginning to be slushy; snowballs were waiting to be made, snow sculptures were waiting to be found.

Yay! Bring on the melt!

Happy weekend. 🙂

Snow Road

Up here, we drive across frozen lakes. Temporary roads are created, ploughed and come complete with signs. There is a government department in charge of these winter roads, as they are called.

Below is a photo taken from one of our drives on the Yellowknife – Dettah road.

Yellowknife – Dettah winter road.

Using these roads is an interesting northern experience that can’t be duplicated in most other places in the world.

If you’re interested, here’s a winter road website.

https://spectacularnwt.com/story/cool-highways-4-awesome-ice-roads-northwest-territories

Happy weekend. 🙂

Slip Slidin’ Away

Last week, an interesting thing happened. I came home from work, dropped off my bag and proceeded to clear the latest snow deposits from my steps. For good measure, I added some salt, as there were a few small ice patches here and there.

I was looking forward to a lovely meal from my wonderful M. He was making chicken pasta with mushrooms, and the aroma, particularly upon entering from the frigid outside environs, was especially enticing.

My snow-encrusted doorbell, bathed in the glow of my porch light.

I went inside again, dropped off the shovel and picked up the garbage to take it outside.

As I turned to go down the steps, I managed to find and slip on the only bit of unsalted ice at the head of the stairs, and slammed my teeth together as both feet went out from under me and I whacked the edge of the first step on my way down.

Sliding and banging, I managed to hit the edge of all seven of them with my back and ribs, accompanied by glancing butt hits on the stair treads.

When I came to a stop, I could tell there was some damage, but I wasn’t sure which part I should moan about first.

My M came bursting through the door, as he had heard me fall.

Back inside, I started to note the injury: bruised ribs and spine and an overall sense of having been jarred, hard, especially my teeth. And later, I discovered a broken tail bone. All things considered, it could have been worse. But the thing that sticks out the most is how I tried to grab the doorbell to save myself. What the hell was I going to do with that??

All’s well that ends well, I suppose, especially on the part that ends with my rear. I’ve always been a bit of a pain in the ass, so I guess it’s only fair that the sentiment has been returned, literally.

How karmic.

Happy weekend, and may you always land on your feet. 🙂

Winter Mountains

This is a very familiar sight to me. Deep, serious winter snow. Blowing, swirling, wheeling, billowing wildly, settling uncomfortably only to be on the move again.

I find that this photo, by photographer Arthur Stanisz, captures the disquiet and restlessness of a winter storm. The mountain acts as a sort of monochromatic canvas, a supporting frame amid the curtain of darkening, louring skies.

This storm should be respected: stay inside with a good blanket and some hot chocolate.

Photo by Arthur Stanisz

https://www.nationalgeographic.com/photography/proof/2017/04/your-shot-unbelievable-landscapes/

Happy week, everyone. 🙂