Blue light

Here in the rain belt, the warmer the winter, the colder the light, it seems. As if the damp in the air were visible; a reminder that the clouds overhead will drop to the ground in fog at any moment. Colours are muted, greyed out, even at midday. Blues predominate.

Bird viewing shack, with photographer. The strongest colours are artificial; the drink container and the blue tarp on the roof of the shack. Down in the brown grasses and mud, mallards and wigeons sleep, their bright winter coats hidden from hunting eagles.

The northern palette starts with grey

Add in a tube of blue, and a dab of green. And just a smidgen of something warmish.

Upper Campbell Lake, from Strathcona Park Lodge, halfway across the island.

Wood, stones, water, all in shades of grey.

And then there's this:

Startling yellow branches, still without leaves or buds. Unidentified tree.