Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Fleeting

For a few minutes after daybreak this morning, the village skies were pink and lavender, shading upward into the deep lingering violet and indigo of last evening. There was pale lustrous sunlight showing just over the horizon, and as I stood by the kitchen window with coffee in hand, I thought that perhaps one could indeed call this a sunrise and not be stretching the point too far.

Alas, as the sun rose higher behind the ash tree, waves of grey cloud moved across the sky, and the pinks and purples and golds disappeared, not a trace of the morning's early gift remaining in view. Now, everything is grey again, and I suppose this is to be another one of those November days when one walks in constant twilight and hasn't a clue when the sun is setting.

On such days, I light a fire on the hearth and curl up for a while with a mug of something hot - coffee, chai or cider. I pull out a good and thoughtful book or pick up my current quilting project. From time to time, I peer into the flames and think about the vivid colours of the seasons which have passed away. In the exercise of my small domestic alchemies, past fragrances, tints and nuances live again for a while, but oh, for a little sunshine and bright blue skies.

3 comments:

Val said...

I drove to work towards a sun, just rising into a clear sky. Very uplifting, but there was something deep inside saying that it would be good to stay home, with time to take small things slowly. A good job I didnt read this inspiring post beforehand! I might never had made it to my workplace!

Endment said...

Your words bring beauty to the enclosed days when fog controls our horizons. Today the fog is dense leaving moisture on anything within its reach

How wonderful to be able to capture the glow in your photo

Maureen said...

one of the very best, most comforting things to do on a bleak, or gray or cold day is to curl up in front of a fire (in a fireplace or woodstove, doesn't matter which) with a blanket, maybe a book or cup of nog or tea ... and to take in the light and warmth of that fire. Oh your words really make me LONG for a fire in our house. We don't have either a fireplace or a woodstove. I was just talking with Tim yesterday, about how much we really want to have a fire inside. Maybe this year will be the winter we finally install a wood stove. For now, when we want a fire we have to freeze our butts off out in the snow to have one!

These photos are just beautiful, too! this and the one of the full moon -- i commented on that post but forgot to say how much I love that photo. Fine image!