the early morning light
dances in that sweet space
between tangerine
and pale strawberry.
it fills the air
touching the undersides
of the clouds
then
tumbles through the trees
leaving tell-tale
splashes
of pale pink
and blood-orange
on their sleeping limbs
then gently settles
to the earth
where it caresses
its winter snowskin
into a semblance
of warmth.
24 comments:
You just get better and better! What is it like to be in your head, Steven?
Once when I was driving a truck for the U.S. Post Office, a fellow employee whom I was transporting commented on the first blush of dawn at four something in the morning. He said, "Ah, tis the peach 'o the mornin' Ricky, peach 'o the mornin'. Your pictures are lovely. Totally peachy.
Mmmmm...in that third photo especially you can feel it! So lovely...gentle warmth of the early morning sun. 'Tis a favorite of mine.
Thank you, Steven!
I love the morning light and your lovely description of it here Steven.
love the 3rd pic - the snow looks "warm":)
A marvelous observation of the birth of day.
I wonder what your observations will be like Steven when summer comes. This winter, which I share with you only though images, seems to be going on for a very long time.
hello elsiabeth - winter is long - this has been a gentler one than most. spring and summer receive equal treatment here and yet - i don't know what we'll get. last summer was incredibly rainy. then hot then it was autumn. i expect the snow will leave in a few weeks. have a peaceful day. steven
kathleen what a great question. it's a sometimes noisy, sometimes quiet place of "synchronicities and discombobulations colliding and colluding with my similarly disjunctive outer self. the whole is melded into the roiling cloud of wheels within wheels, pipes and wires, sparks flying every which way universe that i know as myself". most of the time i like being there, but there are times when i could wish for simple quiet and it simply isn't there. have a peaceful day. steven
hey richard that's a word i use to describe my physical self in the morning - fuzzy on the outside but sweet on the inside. well that's not true every day but pretty close!!! steven
jenny - morning's like this in the late winter i stop and enjoy a few moments of the light. it's a real gift when it first returns! have a lovely day. steven
alaine thankyou. i wonder if early morning light is different in other countries .. other hemispheres? steven
hello jeanette, i'm glad that came through because that's what i saw and what i thought. have a peaceful day. steven
thankyou pauline. it's a gift and i'm pleased to share it. steven
A lovely progression of words and images steven.
Look at those glorious blue skies! Send some down here, please!
Beautiful words and photos. You have captured the essence. I'm sure you are now looking toward spring and the gentle blossoms that will bloom.
Wonderful post, steven, and it conveys the warmth you want to see... but from my rather spoiled California perspective, it just look brr! !COLD! as seen through rose-colored glasses. Stay warm, my friend.
I just love your photos of the bare branched trees and snow.
beautifully imagined.
At first I didn't "get" the tangerine and pale strawberry . . . but then the light dawned! It's wonderful that you managed to capture those faint pastel streaks of reflected light on the snow.
Beautiful!
I've never thought of the sun doing anything but melting snow...but you managed to capture a real warmth, as if the snow were lit from within by a cheery fire. Nice!
I Love your description Steven and can see the light on the snow but darned if it looks warm to me! and I see you say a semblance of warmth...
Happy days
The third photograph in this post, Steven, had me completely mesmerized for a while.
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