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The cold war between summer and fall begins

August 29, 2016
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The fog looking north from Spruce Street and 8th Avenue at 7 a.m.

An early morning fog descended on Vancouver—you might even call it a sort of fog of war.

After days of almost insufferably hot, late August weather—while most of the city slept—contingents of cooler autumn air rushed in to reinforce the change of seasons.

A wake up call that it’s time to dust off the fall wardrobe

Looking east from an alley off the 1100 block of West Broadway Avenue at 7:04 a.m.

Looking east from an alley off the 1100 block of West Broadway at 7:04 a.m.

The inevitable clashing of warm and cold temperatures meant that I, like everyone else in Vancouver’s Fairview neighbourhood, woke this morning (August 29) to a respectably thick screen of fog.

The sun was still too strong for the fog to last much past sunrise; I watched it rapidly thin out as I made my way, beginning at 6:30 a.m., from bed to breakfast.

North from Alder Street and 8th avenue at 7:07 a.m.

North from Alder Street and 8th avenue at 7:07 a.m.

Along the way I stopped three times to photograph the view—twice looking east and finally once north from Alder Street toward the distant, glinting skyline of downtown Vancouver, just emerging from the fog.

Meanwhile, as I frivolously spent my time taking photographs, other Vancouverites went about more serious business.

Aw poop! Summer is as good as over

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Just a few feet behind me on Alder Street, for example, a chihuahua (with its owner standing by patiently) was trying do its serious business on the straw-coloured strip of grass off the northeast corner of the 1200 block of West Broadway Avenue.

Chihuahuas, like other small particles, react differently under observation. And as soon as I realized what was going on behind me, knowing that that the nervous, pocket-sized pooch would be incapable of completing its “transaction” under the gaze of a stranger, I promptly took myself the rest of the way to breakfast.

By the time I finally sat down to my morning coffee in the 1400 block of West Broadway Avenue at 7:30 a.m. the fog had completely burned off. The sky was clear blue with wisps of high white cloud and the day was warm.

So it’s still summer—for the moment at least. And moment-by-moment is how I intend to enjoy what little is left of it.

Not that I won’t enjoy the rain and bluster and colder temperatures of autumn when all that finally arrives (cough). Click the images to enlarge them.

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2 Comments
  1. Jetjet permalink

    Funny, I was thinking the same thing here in Victoria.

  2. Agreed! As I begin to get ready for bed and my nightly audio books around 9:00, it is still ridiculously hot inside my tiny mobile home. Just several hours later, I have to slide inside my sleeping bag in order to stay warm. And another few hours after that, around 8:00am, I have to hurry to get out before my van once more transforms into a sauna. Gotta love mother nature!

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