Photograph Of The Day: 02/10/20
Location: Mystic Beach. Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada.
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The changes of the seasons is a beautiful and dramatic event to witness. The colors of the transition of the landscape from one shade to another, establishing different energy as the varying weather patterns settle onto the land. One of the most significant changes I’ve noticed in the fall to winter transition on Vancouver Island is the increasing volume of water throughout the rivers and lakes. While the majority of Canada deals with snow throughout the winter season, some parts of British Columbia deals mostly with heavy rainfall. As I’m writing this, the island has experienced in the past several weeks a fair deal of rainfall, leaving some areas washed out and others flooded. It’s no wonder that a temperate climate like ours gives Vancouver Island the ability to host some of the most incredible ecosystems like the Old-Growth forests. As the water nourishes the forest floor, it creates streams that channel towards other water sources like the ocean. One beautiful example of the meeting point of these two water sources is on the south-west coast of the island off the Westshore highway called Mystic Beach. -------------------------------------- #mysticbeach#vancouverisland#britishcolumbia#canada#waterfall#explorebc#travelvancouverisland#westcoastcanada#pacificnorthwest#beachadventure#islandlife#nikonphotography
When we moved to Whitehorse, it seemed like I had an unlimited list of things I adored more about this place over the rest of the places I have called home.
The spell of the Yukon had me admiring the wilderness at my doorstep, the sense of communities in each town, and the adventurous spirit of those we met. Add in crazy beautiful landscapes and it was no wonder we called this place home.
But when I go down south, particularly to Vancouver Island and into the coastal rainforest, I can't help but miss these ancient giants of firs and cedars. 800 years in age, you can only imagine the lives that had lived in their shadows.
So we just spend our days soaking in their beauty and hope that the next generation to come will appreciate and have these legends around to enjoy.