My long, snowy walk took me through Beacon Hill Park. I wandered along all the paths beside the ponds, until I began to feel the cold.
View of the Legislature Buildings on my way to the park.
Entering Beacon Hill Park from Douglas Street. The Garry Oak meadow is an outline of lacy texture against the snow sky.
View to the stone bridge. I love the subtle shades of green, yellow and blue amongst the grey and white.
Autumn leaves which never fell.
A small iron bridge over a tiny stream.
Walking back home to Chinatown in the snowy dusk light. The trees which line Government Street are now illuminated with red and pink lights for Valentine’s Day.