Last Tuesday, it was dark for most of the day, but in the early afternoon, a light drew me outside. At first, it was just a path across False Creek.
A seagull caught the beam..
as did Black Jack.
The subtle colours in her coat brought a little thrill of pleasure..
and then that same light caught an under-sheen in this Bushtit. I had a feeling that something special was coming..
and I was right. Suddenly, over the Cambie Bridge, I saw the rainbow. Although I had only my 300 mm lens with me and couldn't get all of the rainbow in one shot,
it still caught enough to preserve the memory.
I've learned that rainbows don't give you much time. Definitely not enough to run home for a smaller lens. I backed up as far as I could and tried to show its long reach upward.
The buildings and trees under the bridge were transformed as well.
Then I noticed a very faint second rainbow. I wanted to voice my pleasure to the world, perhaps not as passionately as this fellow but still, there was a feeling that people around me were missing it. I satisfied myself with upping the saturation so you can see both rainbows, and I do confess to telling one little girl (she was waiting outside Starbucks for her mom and later, I saw both of them enjoying it) and three guys in a Hydro truck. They got out their iphones and took some shots, so I guess that was my good-news message for the day :)
This fellow on the bridge was too far to reach. I hope he noticed. I thought he looked like he could use a bit of a lift.
I'm pretty sure the bushtit noticed. It was chirping away quite lustily.
Yesterday was another of those dull days that turned out to have some lovely skies for an hour or so before sunset. I headed out with Black Jack and as we walked toward the Burrard Bridge, I could see pastel shades between its towers.
As we passed the tower on the right, it seemed a painting had emerged in front of us.
In the distance, one opening in the sky yielded most of the light. My photo didn't do the mountains and billowing clouds justice, but several people had their cameras out, and I knew I wasn't alone in my appreciation of the moment.
As I watched, the pastel shades..
became a little richer, and this view through Bernar Venet's 217.4 Arc X 13 was perhaps my favourite of the day. That link will give you a lot more information about the sculpture, but I will just put one small quote here for those of you with little time for links.
"The titles of these solid steel sculptures, including that of the present 217.4 Arc X 13 provide an exact description of the sculpture's mathematically determined composition. ... They begin and end at different degrees on the imaginary circumference, their gyroscopic motion bringing the near realization of the circle which the sculptor has left incomplete."
What I have noticed about this sculpture is not its mathematical properties, but rather the enjoyment of adults and children alike who play in and around it.
Perhaps the rest of these photos..
taken during our walk home..
need little commentary.
Here, a little sweep of light..
and here, a meeting of the trees, were just about the end of the lovely show.
My last photo before supper was of this palm tree on Beach Street. I thought it had mathematical properties of its own, although articulating details of that are impossible :)
Bill stood by the tallest tree to give you a sense of perspective. Thanks, dear Bill, and thank you, much appreciated blog readers (I know I say that often, but it is seriously true), for letting me share my skies and other happy moments. For more skies around the world, check out the amazing blog meme, Skywatch Friday.