In the ongoing battle between winter and summer weather come interesting cloud formations like this. Looking in one direction, it seems like an intense rain storm is imminent. In the other, it's a lovely spring day.
The other day I was in Richmond, another city just outside of New Westminster and felt this was worth sharing. It's literally the end of the Canada Line SkyTrain that runs from downtown Vancouver to Richmond Centre on this spur, and YVR on another. The Canada flag is a remnant from last year's Olympics, as Richmond was home to the speed skating events.
View from the front window of the SkyTrain after coming out of the tunnel on the Millennium Line, heading east from Columbia Station to Sapperton Station. Brunette River to the right. City of Coquitlam straight ahead.
This group of young ladies are what are known as Hyack Ambassadors, and prior to taking part in the parade they were handing out chocolates to those viewing the antique cars. The Hyack Ambassador program is linked to the Miss New Westminster pageant, and offers leadership opportunities (and, according to the Hyack website, deportment, etiquette and social skills) around town to interested high school age girls.
I couldn't decide today, so there are two daily photos wishing you Happy Easter from New Westminster.
It was the annual antique car Easter parade. Unfortunately, today's weather is the exact opposite of yesterday's sun and warmth. Fortunately, the Easter Bunny will be the warmest on the route with all that fur!
Today's photo comes from outside of New Westminster, in the bordering city of Surrey (across the Fraser River). It was the annual Vaisakhi parade, which regularly draws anywhere from 80 000 to 100 000 people. This float is where the holy book spent the parade, and is decorated with lovely garlands and the most amazing glittery rainbow coloured board.
One of the more elegant looking entrances to a tower block in town. However, the view from across the street is of the arcs posted a couple of days ago.
Out the back window of the bus was a view of the station (white with green) and a few people waiting for a different bus. In all, about 8 different bus routes terminate at the SkyTrain station.
A few streets have not entirely had their sidewalks recreated, so at certain intersections you can find the name of the cross street formed into the concrete.
Waiting for the 106 bus on Carnarvon Street behind New Westminster SkyTrain station. Grey everywhere. Across the street: lawyers, dentist, doggy day care, Mexican pizza shop, corner shop, pharmacy, Kumon tutoring, nail spa, CUPW union offices.
Curious, if this is meant to become a shopping arcade. Behind the bobcat is a concrete pillar that supports the SkyTrain line. There's only about 2m between the pillar and the shopfront. It all seems a little awkward.
This used to be a road, the leftmost openings in the building (nearest to the concrete) used to be the door and windows to a street-level cafe. The construction juggernaut is slowly turning this whole corner into a solid, connected slab of concrete.
It seems the top levels of this building on Columbia are in disuse as they seem to be covered over and, interestingly, there are trees sprouting along the ledge underneath the uppermost windows. At one point a couple of years ago this building was slated to be renovated into housing for homeless women, but that hasn't yet happened.
A typical problem in most elementary schools is too many students and not enough classrooms. It seems the space needed is always underestimated. The solution? An annexe, or two, or five. These are the nicest detached classrooms I've seen at any school.
If you squint, at the very left of the photo you can just see the top of a snow-capped mountain, and at the right you can see a lower mountain with only trees.
The most obvious sign that spring is on the way is when the cherry trees blossom. This little guy is nothing compared to some of the huge trees in Vancouver.
A typical sight along the Fraser River are bleached out trees that have spend many a day floating the river, being battered by the sun's rays and the waves.