Black and white walk

The weekend was cold and rainy. Black and white kind of weekend, no colours outside, all damp and grey.

No sun, no reason to get out of the house.

However, camera in one hand and film in other made me go outside to see if there's anything worth capturing.

Actually, I needed more practice with film developing so I bundled up and stepped outside.

Sprinkles of rain somehow made me think of home, because I know that my friends are experiencing sprinkles of sea right now, sunbathing at some beach, somewhere on the southern part of Croatian coast.

Meanwhile, here in Toronto, I'm doing my best in this Canadian weather. There's a place close to me with a little marina. Kind of a hidden place with no people, perfect for a short walk. Always lots of animals around. No walkers, no bicyclists or runners. Just boats and birds.




Couple of weeks back I've been there, for the same reason, and there was a swan, sitting comfortably in a nest, guarding the eggs.

This weekend, she was still there, at the same spot, with her little offspring. Reminded me of an "Ugly duckling" story. There are more eggs there, maybe next time there's going to be a whole bunch of little cygnets.

Also, lots of ducks and geese. As I was walking, on my left side there were geese with little goslings, nibbling on grass and enjoying the peace which was broken only by the sound of my shutter. 

While I was trying to shoot the goslings (with the camera, just to be clear), I've became aware that there's whole army of other geese on my right side, waddling toward me, making sure the moms and little ones stay protected. Canadian geese are huge, and I was obviously outnumbered, so I picked up my stuff and carried on, leaving them at peace. 

The mean birds are everywhere, and I watched them messing with the swan and fight each other for food. Or for something else, who knows.

Black and white walk, among black and white boats, stepping into puddles and thinking about black and white stuff in life. And how white can become black easily. And the other way around. 

I kind of felt black and white myself. 

It looked like it's going to start raining again (and I finished the film) so I decided to turn around and go back home to my black and white cat. 

Just a today's weather snapshot

What a weird day.

I remember, when I was a kid, the weather was normal. We had spring, summer, fall and winter. Now, you have something in between the whole year round.

Both Toronto and a huge part of Croatia have pretty much the same weather conditions.

The winter here lasts a little longer, but so what. True Canadians rectify that by wearing flip flops at 12 C, cause spring is just around the corner!

I've seen them walking without jackets on a first sunny winter day. Hell, I've even seen joggers jogging half naked last winter, by the lake, and I know for a fact that it was -6 C that day because my phone died of cold just after I checked the temperature.

But they're not alone in this madness. Croatian swim in sea during the winter. Not the majority, but the crazy ones. Still, it happens.

In Norway, one February, just as we were driving from Oslo towards a little town called Moss, there were people aside the road, drilling a hole on the frozen fjord, so that they could get in the water and have a swim. They say it's good for health.
I say, knock yourselves out and stay away from me.

There was a guy here in Toronto windsurfing this winter when it was -10 C. I don't get surprised anymore. I admire the enthusiasm.

And what happened today?

15 minutes of sun, 15 minutes of rain, 15 minutes of wind - and changing constantly all day long. What's that? A classic spring day? Right. A classic spring day is warm, sunny, with a breeze. Not a weather circus.

Somebody actually told me there might be some snow this week. And the day before yesterday was 18C, and I went for a run. When I go for a run, it mean's it's warm out.



No wonder people go all crazy and weird.

The day today just pissed me off. The whole weather thing. It brought me back to my youth when I used to hate clouds (I don't anymore).

However, it gave me the opportunity to capture some water drops on the window. I just thought they looked interesting. Plus I know how much Canadians love to talk about weather.

I sure hope I won't have the opportunity to capture any more snowflakes this year. People are already dipping in the sea back home, in a far away land, and not just the crazy ones...