when it's grey it's grey

Yes, that is how we spell "grey" in Canada. Yesterday I walked across the Granville Bridge to go to a printshop in Yaletown. It wasn't super cold, but it was so dreary. It even started to snow when I was halfway across the bridge...or "snow" in Vancouver terms, which means barely-there flakes for a few minutes.

I never get sick of the views off the Granville and Burrard Bridges (that's the Burrard Bridge in the distance in these shots). The mountains, the ocean opening up from False Creek, I love it. On any given day the bridges will have several photographers on them. Vancouver is pretty photogenic, even on dark days like today. Still, these short winter days are making me wish that spring would hurry up and get here. I know it's still just early January, but we'll have crocuses in a couple of weeks and I'm already spending some time with my seed catalogue. Are you ready for spring yet?

By the way, as soon as I'm home during daylight hours to take photos (it got dark at 3pm today, I swear!) I'll continue my home tour. Thanks to everyone for your wonderful comments! Happy 1/11/11.