WINTER................welcome to the promised land.

 I can't resist. This is winter. Well, for now. It may change at any moment. Down at the beach today it was more like June. But it's still winter. You can tell because the grasses are brown.

 You can tell cause there are boats toodling around in the passage, the Coast Mountains looming above.

 You can tell it's winter ( brrr), cause the grass is blowing in the wind ( that's a song, by the way)

 You can tell it's winter cause there are not too many people braving the sunny windy beach.

 You can also tell it's winter cause there IS a bit of snow on the roof of the mountains. Not much, but it proves it's winter.

You can tell it's winter cause the younger inhabitants are skipping along the rocks and sand.

And you can tell it's winter, cause you can stand on the shore and hear the eagles burbling away, from their tall perch. They're telling stories to one another about the promised land........