Here's a glimpse of our Sunday in Steveston, a fishing village south of Vancouver. That's Chuck buying wild drug-free salmon (note the red sign on the fishing boat):
It was a gray and gloomy day in Steveston, while it was bright and sunny up the mountain where we live. This is due to an unusual weather phenomenon, called a temperature inversion. Usually it gets colder the higher the altitude, but sometimes it's warmer up here than at sea level, causing a sea of city swallowing fog below. Can you picture this as a colourway:
How come, when we go to Steveston, I'm always always accused of using it as an excuse to visit Wool and Wicker? Moi? Truthfully, I might have bought something there, but I get overwhelmed in a yarn shop organized by colour instead of yarn type. I just can't wrap my brain around it.