What is up, must come down. And other rites of spring.

Though some hearty souls are still getting up high to sample what's left of the snow (and there's a lot), most of us have moved on and into paddleboarding, biking, gardening and, from what I can tell of the near-constant racket around my house, "yard work." For people who are curious about the snowpack, here are a couple recent shots of our beloved Whitewater Ski Resort.

Getting a little boney below the peak.

Name that run and win a kewpie doll.

The snaps above are a good indication of what's happening at 1600 m +; meanwhile, drop about 1000 m—flowers are in bloom and sunsets are 'a blazing. Here's proof.

3 Tulips. 

Wow sky. Excuse the construction. Not mine.

Looking at all our images here, there's a dramatic difference brought on by a 1000 m up or down. It's hard to believe everything is happening within a 20 minute drive. As the temperature gap closes between up high and down low, all that snowmelt has to go down. And down it'll come. Banner snow years usually mean banner snowmelt years..

Speaking of massive snowmelt, the army has agreed to help out the good, and tired, people of Grand Forks with their flooding issues. Who knows what the next few weeks will bring for our little 'burg of Nelson. Whatever the case, let's help our neighbours and hope that the waters subside soon. And come September, we can start hoping for snow again.