Four and a Half Ways of Looking at Light
I looked out my kitchen window at exactly 5:55 p.m. today and saw the sun reflecting off of a house on the hill, creating a golden spotlight that shone as brightly as the sun itself. There was a rectangular patch of sunlight on the wall behind me. It was the brightest light in the house at that moment.
I took a walk at 6:48 p.m. A thin slice of moon hung low in the sky at the end of my street. I tried to capture it with my cell phone camera, but the glow of the pink and yellow sky beneath it made it digitally invisible.
I sat in my living room this evening, talking on the phone. At 8:13 p.m. the power cut out. I lost the call and could not see a thing for one long second. I was afraid for that one second, but my very large house cat was snug against my leg, and he didn't seem to notice a thing.
As I write this in my studio at 10:16 p.m., white fairy lights outline the window behind me. I can't see them unless I turn around, but it makes me happy to know that they are there.
Reader Comments (8)
my favorite way to see light lately is when I am running in the morning and the sunlight flows in through the trees.
Expressive!
Creative!
Hooray for the LIGHT and ALL the ways it allows itself to be experienced.
(Wish I could be there with you sitting together in the blue room with the fairy lights.)