Springing Spring in Lower BC

I know I've already said it a thousand times, but spring time is such a fine time in British Columbia. It puts every other spring I've experienced in the last quarter century to pathetic shame. Yes, the mid-Atlantic in April can be greener than a jealous leprechaun, but on the east coast of the U.S., nature has been forced into a submissive state. Beautiful parks surely illuminate the power of nature to transform itself, but a park is nothing compared to the wild.

In DC, nature resides in the shadow of society. In BC, nature looms over humanity with a power so immense it beckons one to come close, to throw oneself into the mossy green wilderness -- only to lose oneself completely among the rocks, trees, and glacial waters. Mother Nature presents herself so boldly here, it would be easy to lose one's mind trying to describe the awe inspired by the unfettered Earth.

Humbled by my inability to capture the essence of a BC spring with words, I offer you some pictures.


On the road to the grocery store.














At Wreck Beach on the campus of the University of British Columbia.












In Squamish, BC, one hour north of Vancouver.












View from Shannon Falls.














The spring thaw.













A walk in the woods.