My blog is not a photography blog, but I snapped this picture from my treehouse this morning, and I just had to share it with you. The sunrise looked as though the sky were on fire. I can feel spring in the air here in Vancouver. It's still cold, but the seagulls are coming to life, I can smell the ocean, and the squeaky gate birds are --- squeaking.
We have a family of skunks living under the trees around my treehouse, and last night they give birth to a litter of kittens. Pieeeuuuwww! There is nothing cuter, or stinkier than a skunk. A few years ago I was standing outside my building waiting for a friend to pick me up, and I felt a cat brushing around my ankles. I reached down to pet it and saw it was a skunk. I slowly backed away ... and it waddled off down the street.
Soon the raccoon family will park itself in the trees and wait for the crows to lay their eggs. The crows squawk and dive-bomb the raccoons, but the raccoons sit patiently waiting, smiling out at the world like the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland. They love crow's eggs and they have all the time in the world.
This is my favorite time of the year, when the world starts to wake up from it's winter sleep.