Snow Job

My last few blogs have repeatedly mentioned the tenacious winter weather. Yesterday, March 8th, we awoke here in Shearwater to the beginnings of a mini blizzard. It snowed ferociously for about four hours. Here is a photo essay on yesterday’s weather. At 7 am this morning, the sky is cloudless.

The forecast was for snow flurries with accumulations to 2 cm.
Steady as she snows.
Never Look Back
Seafire sits forlornly at the dock, her bow pointing in the direction of Mexico.
Stacking it up. I have been places where no-one would notice  a small flurry like this.
I don’t know what I thought was so funny!
Don’t slam the door.
Home is where the boat is.
Warm and snug inside….make the world go away.
In late afternoon the skies clear and the temperature tumbles
I’d prefer that the only ice I see is beneath a palm tree…in a lime margarita!
Cold feet, cold heart, cold beak, cold fish!
The morning after. Cold, clear calm. By the end of the day another storm was moving in.
Dreaming of spring
…Any day now.


Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow. Langston Hughes.

Author: Fred Bailey

Fred is a slightly-past middle age sailor /, writer / photographer with plenty of eclectic hands-on skills and experiences. Some would describe him as the old hippy who doesn't know the war is over. He is certainly reluctant to grow up and readily admits to being the eternal dreamer. He has written several books including two novels, 'The Keeper' and 'Storm Ecstasy,' as well as 'The Water Rushing By', 'Sins Of The Fathers', 'The Magic Stick', as well as an extensive inventory of poetry, essays, short stories, anecdotes and photographs. His first passion is the ocean, sailboats, voyaging and all those people who are similarly drawn to the sea. He lived aboard and extensively cruised the BC Coast on 'Seafire' the boat he refitted to go voyaging, to explore new horizons both inner and outer. This blog was about that journey and the preparations for it. Circumstances prevailed which forced the sale of his beloved vessel. Now on a different tack, the voyage continues. If you follow this blog your interest may provide some of the energy that helps fuel the journey. Namaste Contact me at

2 thoughts on “Snow Job”

  1. Looks awful! (though definitely makes for some pretty photos and that frozen waterfall is amazing). If it’s any consolation, we had more white stuff here yesterday too…though thankfully it didn’t last. Dreaming of spring for sure…it’s gotta come, right?

    Have always loved that Langston Hughes poem. Hang in there!

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