Looking for Colour in a White World

The title, arguably, sounds like the beginnings of a political assertion but I'm referring to the whiteness of Winter. Though New Brunswick plays host to a fierce Winter it is hardly just white. On my morning amble I made it my mission to look for flashes of colour. And I found them. From the obvious red of my arbor...

to the more hidden bush berries...

Looking harder, I snapped a photo of my Scottie, Lucy. She is often called "white;" yet she is far from it. Regard the sweet girl:

I see shades of khaki, oranges, even greens, blues and purples. Indeed, hookers who seek detail for a snowy scene (the fine shaders, perhaps not the primitive hookers) use a wide variety of colours, using pure white in minuscule amounts, if at all. Snow is blue, purple, pink, gray, tan, even black in places.

Though Winter's hues are not as obvious as Summer's, the better observer will note that they are there, splendid and waiting for the keen eye to behold.

Find colour today!