It is a green and white day in Princess Louisa Inlet. In every direction, dividing the carpet of towering cedars into an abstract, vertical patchwork, white ribbons—long, slender, rushing rivulets of recently melted snow and ice––stream from every crack in the near vertical landscape.
Along the water’s edge, dogwood trees splash the shadows with creamy white bracts surrounding dozens of tiny florets that will soon burst into barely perceptible, tiny, yellow flowers. Higher up, the thumbnail-sized flowers of serviceberry draw the eye here and there.
At the water’s edge, harlequin ducks rest alongside the tidal rapids flooding the inlet. They, too, are decorated with distinct white accents that mirror the heads of so many treetop bald eagles.
At the end of the inlet, a mighty waterfall roars through the trees, showering and surely delighting, the dense foliage flanking the incoming creek.
It is spring in British Columbia!
