Spring: The grace, the power and the detritus

A few readers may recall come pictures I posted when our two local ponds were being drained. That was back in February. Progress is being made, and one of the ponds has been refilled. Aparently the mud dredged out had an unexpectedly high zinc level, so the council had to find a different waste dump that was certified to accept the mud. Mud that had hitherto been totally fine for the local ducks, but was now unfit to have within the city boundaries of Surrey, BC.

As the park is slowly being returned to normal, I took my trusty camera obscura for a walk and captured a few snaps of the different aspects of the Spring day. The glorious blooms from the magnolias, the pathetic little piles of bikes and shopping trolleys that had been salvaged from the ponds, the heavy equipment lying idle for the weekend, awaiting Monday’s renewed action. There’s much to be seen if you choose to look.

What a load of rubbish!

A budding star

Heaven scent

One day son, if you keep eating your traffic cones, all this will be yours

When lines get broken

If hitachi there, will it tickle?

Aw nuts!

Just a pipe dream

Can you dig it?

Buyer’s remorse?

What you lookin’ at then?

Two lips, pink and firm