The Fraser Delta is prone to thick fogs in winter and spring, sometimes so murky that I drive following the shoulder of the road, which is about all I can see. (I once followed the lights of a car a few metres ahead. He seemed to know where he was going, until he drove, without hesitation, into a deep ditch.)
Today's fog wasn't quite that bad. The fields alongside the highway faded out into a grey nothingness, and those inevitable fog-grey Vancouver cars were visible only as a pair of lights. But the traffic was light, and there was no ice - yet - so we zipped ourselves into down and wool, and went to look at birds on Boundary Bay.
We came back with 150 or so peeps photos to sort; I'll post some of them tomorrow.
On the way back to the car, we passed a monkey tree festooned by spider webs,each silken thread heavy with glassy beads.
|The central disk is a spider's skating rink. Empty, though.|
|Detail of another web. These beads look like they're frozen. They could be. The temperature is hovering around 0°C.|
|Top-heavy web, torn by the weight of the mist.|