Looks like rain all day today.
More indoor projects get moved up the list as the weather falters. It’s like money in the bank come spring when the days are gravid with promise. Just as some people chart the moon phases or the tide tables, I chart twilight. The blackest night sky, the glow of moon and stars, until the light finally punches through the veil of dawn.
I have an obsession with color and light.
I’ve been exploring apps that predict dramatic skies near sunrise. It’s helpful to have a tool that guides me, but in the end I usually go on faith. It’s that whole notion that action is full of grace and power and that once you begin to act, the Universe obliges in surprising ways. This Friday looks to hold some possibility and so the only question becomes where best to take it all in. I have a plan.
This rainy morning I am digging through my photo files seeking those unmistakeable images that capture the color and feel of each season. Solstice and equinox, solstice and equinox. It helps remind me of places I hope to revisit as well as those I will likely never witness again. Hard to just choose one. I love these mornings.
Happy Wordy Wednesday!