pink, spring snow, and raven's swish

1. As I drive over the crest of the bridge towards the city, I see a line of pink stretching out in front of me. It's cherry blossom time on the tree lined streets of south Vancouver
2. Pam and I head up to Mount Seymour for a day of snowshoeing. The sky is bright blue, the air is warm, and the snow is perfect
3. At the top of the mountain, a daring raven steals another hiker's lunch. Its wings swish through the air as it swoops towards a tree branch, lands, and investigates its prize