19 March 2010

The Day Before, Again

Tomorrow is the first day of spring, at least officially. But the past couple of days have felt as if we were weeks into that season, and today was even warmer than yesterday. That made it rather odd to see that the trees are still bare and that there is only mud where flowers have bloomed and will bloom again.

The sunset therefore had an almost-otherworldly glow too it. It didn't have the deep refulgence of an autumn sunset, but it had its own life and warmth. I would call it "vivid" except that the oranges and mauves and reds smoldered rather than burned: Those pastel hues seemed almost to be a refraction or inversion of ashen winter skies.

More of the same is forecast for tomorrow. That may well be the only thing in my life that's so predictable right now.

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