Enchanted
Thu Jan 25, 05:43 PM
Coming home last night I was inspired. I wished I had a camera but instead wrote this in my notebook on the busride home. Bear with me as I am not a great writer. But I wanted to share my inspiration. Here goes.
Cloudy all day. Nice weather but there was a chinook arch covering most of the city all day. Kind of a dreary day. Come 4:00 the sun is starting to set. By now I would have had the sun in my eyes for about a half hour. Today the sun is just starting to peek out from under the far edge of the arch. Waiting for the train at the station, the gloom is starting to lift. Exiting the last tunnel and it feels brighter than it has all day. It's now closer to 5:00 and walking downtown to the bus stop the buildings are being light by this soft golden light. Very unlike normal 5:00 light. Waiting for the bus and the sky starts to colour. The bottom of the arch looks like crazy textured freeform crochet. In fact it looks almost like looking up into the bottom of a wave. As I wait I watch the ridges pick up and change colour. First yellow, then gold, then lighter somehow. Orange now and as I see the bus coming, pink. The quality of light, the sunset, the arch, and the reflections of the building: it is enchanting. Far in the distance I can see the true horizon, the true blue of the 5:30 sky. Above it sits the dark blue, almost grey of the chinook cloud. The last tinges of fuchsia light the edges of the cloud. In the distance, between horizon and arch, lit up like a feather, is a plane contrail. Lit by the setting sun and distorted by the winds it is dream-like. Home at 6 and the sky looks to dark for there to be so much light. While the night still holds the warmth of the day, the magic is fading. Blaring still with the setting sun but fading on the horizon, I can see the bright white feather. As I crossed the street to my house I glanced over my shoulder and was amazed. To the east, the buildings of downtown blazing in the sun.
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