Nothing wrong with a pyjama day

"KIng of the Hill." This is FAKE news - but it is outside -shavings from the ice rink! And adding, @Mac's birthday suit PJs don't count as a layer - he added a Tshirt!

 Especially here in #Whistler - pyjamas are really just "another layer." It is even possible to simply throw on a jacket and head outside - with your PJs conveniently tucked away underneath. No-one would know. 

When we were out having lunch yesterday, people were set up in the outside tables (they were undercover from the rain) chowing down and were completely covered head to toe in dark gear - complete with hoodies snugged over their head. They were bearded (well, I can't match that) so the only thing that was showing was their mouth, nose and eyes. Bet they were in their PJs and hadn't bothered to even brush their hair. Who would know.

Thought I'd give it a go! Just added a top layer (didn't adjust any underwear layer - very bold ) but I did brush my hair. And results were mixed.

I bet you can't even tell

Not sure I would do it again. The interesting thing is that once you get outside and start moving - actually walking - you do warm up. The challenge then becomes how to cool down. You can't just peel off a layer or even unzip your jacket.

And this was even more of a problem when you stop into the local cafe for a quick coffee. The inside of any venue is "very warm" sometimes "suffocating" - so you are relegated to the outside seating if you can't take off a layer or two. It is safe to say, I would contest, that anyone sitting outside, is still in their PJs because they can't disrobe. That explains yesterday's crew in their hoodies and the group behind us today and ME.

Also had a little drama on our walk through the grounds of #Meadow Park. After snapping our usual "River of Golden Dreams" shot we were watching a dog owner toss a ball into the stream for his pet to retrieve. We were genuinely feeling sorry for the dog in these cold conditions. That sympathy didn't last long because once out of the water, the dog was very determined and aggressive as he growled and stormed towards me. Have to admit I was frozen to the spot and could only think in that moment of danger "This PJ thing will be handy when they take me to the hospital!" 

But the owner did call the dog off and then apologised with "He doesn't like big black things." Really! "Black" I get with my black puffer and black pants, but BIG! No way, it must be the layers.

 @Mac retorted to the owner "The dog obviously didn't see the red hat." Which elicited another "Sorry." Grateful that the dog hadn't got any closer.

Grateful also that the walk was completed without rain falling. So much water running in the side streams and brooks, puddles collected everywhere, ground soft and wet underfoot. And definite, observable changes to the vegetation after our month-long absence. There are flowers still in evidence but they are less prolific and perhaps a little bedraggled and even flattened. The poor old hydrangeas have changed colour and their flower heads are heavy and bowed. There are all sorts of interesting fungus patches popping up in the garden beds and best of all - the reds, yellow and browns of the leaves are popping through. I am not sure how long you would have to be a local before you stopped snapping pictures of these amazing trees. Even the carpets of fallen leaves on the ground are beautiful.

Think I might have to change glasses tomorrow. I am married to my sunnies in all conditions. But might need to change to the clear ones. It is so "dull" without the sun and any light that is available is always filtered by those low-lying clouds. When we walk through a forest covered pathway now - it is almost "dark."

Lots of fungus happening - not @Mac - the ground cover - mushrooms popping up in clumps

The colours are starting to be amazing.  Isn't nature marvellous!

The standard "River of Golden Dreams" shot with no view of the mountain - totally shrouded in cloud. @Mac's favourite tree type - the silver tips give a definite "Christmas" feel

At some stage last night I woke up thinking that I hadn't plied that crochet hook since day 5 of the train trip - and I really wanted to. Set that as my goal for the day. Tried to master the dual remotes, found "Jack Ryan" on #Prime and settled in and made progress. @Mac was otherwise engaged in prepping for his big "event" that started in the evening at 6 pm. 

Making progress - second round of "roses" completed

"The PIQUE", the local paper reported weather conditions overnight that included "flurries" on the mountain. Had a chat in the laundry room with an expat Londoner who has been living here for 8 years. He was SOOOOOO excited and said this is what he LOVES about #Whistler - in winter, you can get out and do things, like snowboard - not like #London where it just rains all of the time. This is what the locals love about the place. That promise of days on the mountain. As previously mentioned - we need a "mindset shift" - it isn't cold and wet - it's the forerunner to fun. 

Winter is coming. And if you really want to be a "local" - it means it's a time for celebration. "Flurry away" we say - but we might need to settle for the potential for "binge watching" TV rather than snowboarding!

This is the REAL THING! View from Whistler Mountain 7 am this morning, Wednesday as captured by "The PIQUE"

Meanwhile in Europe with @M&I

They have hit the water in Stockholm and are trying to "blend in." 

And u am just wondering "Where did they get that warm gear from?" They have been swanning around the #Med in shorts and short sleeves.  And that bag was so tiny!