You can never be lonely at West Beach in White Rock because you can always stop for a conversation with the heritage sculpture at the converted train station museum. Or just take a selfie with the laid back traveller.
A while ago I spent time taking a bunch of photos of neon signs which usually left me in the photo. Most of them I processed to remove me and heighten the colors of the neon. So here you can tell everything is reflected by the background signs. Does that mean I’m also in reverse mode?
Yet another horn blasting, whistle wailing BNSF train rumbling its passage along the beachfront. A bane in the life of thousands of White Rockians who constantly whine about the noise as freights and Amtrak trundle along at all hours of the day. Should have checked out the neighbourhood before moving. 🙂
Sometimes it’s more interesting to see what is left behind after the H2O has gone.
A seating place finished with very shiny travertine tile and pretty blue handles outside a local bank. The reflection caught my eye as the light hit it just at the right angle as I passed by one day. Then when I uploaded the pic to my PC, I decided it was even better turned upside down.
No! It’s not a plug for another coffee house moving into the area – I’m losing count already – but I really like their advertising truck and that red sure fits in with this weeks Sunday Stills. Who knew one day even a cheap cup of java would set you back a fiver?
Everywhere I go there seem to be more and more seagulls despite reports of precipitous seabird population declines. Around White Rock these days, there are colonies of clamorous gulls up before the dawn and they are stilling vociferously screeching even after dark. Pretty sure this bunch at Tofino were members of the complaint committee.
Without the other signs adorning this store on East Beach in White Rock, you might be unable to guess the service it provides from the front door. Seems to me it would have made an excellent image for an medieval, apothecary shop specializing in bloodletting.
Lost in the moment
gazing out to sea
rhythms of the tide
carry far away voices.
These screens decorate a local mall in order to beautify an otherwise plain drab boring wall. Even without a lot of plant growth, they do the job; although being completely covered in a vine like clematis, the effect would have been spectacular in flowering season.
Judging from the stunted growth of all the plantings, I would guess they are trying to survive in six inches of soil strewn over a densely packed backfill of pit run. It would be interesting to compare a present day photo with the artist’s rendering for the plans presented to city hall for building approval.
Converting the photo to black & white helped by removing the rather insipid pink colour of the stucco finish!