The sun’s shining and has been all week, and I’m just back from my early morning walk, which always perks me up. It’s now time to catch up on some blogging and, especially, photography challenges. Jude’s blog – Life in Colour – is always a favourite of mine to participate in though I’m usually tardy in my response which in real life being late is not my style at all.
Back to the subject of the weather and all things white.
The Bay of Plenty has a temperate climate, no snow, more like rain that stains our streets and roads. It is winter after all, so I can’t complain. Never say never, regarding weather as Mother Nature can throw us, humans, off-balance in a spectacular fashion when she chooses. Locally she did just that many years ago via a significant storm that dumped an abundance of hail on Papamoa beach.
This post isn’t about the weather as much; as it is about the colour white. In a previous life, we had the opportunity to have a winter housesitting in Northern France, and best of all, our surroundings magically turned snowy white on a few occasions.