Journeys are not always about physical movement. They can be progression through life, with all its changes, lessons to learn and expectations to look forward to. I’m on a journey as I move into my 51st year. The children are no longer young, but adults themselves, with adult responsibilities. I am moving into a new time in my life; new outlook; new work; new country; new possibilities.
However, today has been a day of physical travel for me, returning to the city after Christmas and New Year in the BC interior. The one thing you are guaranteed when you travel in BC is scenery and, at this time of the year, snow – well if you are outside of the Vancouver area anyway!!
So the journey was spectacular, snowy, cold and magical.
The icicles below were a stunning surprise on the roadside – someone had dripped colouring into the snow that slowly seeped into the ice. Wonderful.