The whites of winter and the greens of summer look equally appealing to us; could you say a little on how the striking landscapes change with the seasons?
The change between the seasons is subtle and has a lot to do with the waning of our daylight in the fall to the heaps of it we get in the spring that jump starts your tired winter body. In the fall, the birch and tamarack take on a golden mantle while the poplars take on shades of flame orange, all against that wall of green of spruce and pine. The under-tones of fireweed, roses, and dwarf birch add to the fall palette with ruby and rusty reds. We tend to get more grey days in the fall, which just make those colours pop even more. But, on those sunny days, if you are up in a little float-plane it is the most beautiful quilt of gold, deep emerald green, sapphire blues of water, grey of the ancient rocks, and velvety browns of the peat bogs. Fall continues on and proceeds to more black and white tones, as we wait for the snow to stay and ice to form on all the lakes around here. Once the snow arrives, we leave the monochromatic of late fall as the snow changes its tones with the winter light. And, Northerners get busy with enjoying all that the season has to offer. In the spring, it feels like nature is holding her breath, giving out little “puffs of air” to tease you with some of the more subtle signs of spring, like the change in colour of willow bark from winter brown to scarlet, orange, neon green, and yellows. Then, one day, you blink and all the trees are waving their new leaves in the spring breeze; a green that can only be described as “freshly minted”. From there it is a frenzy of activity as we all (animals, plants and people) race to take advantage of every drop of those long summer days.