in which the universe chooses deep indigo blue

A few minutes ago, feeling unproductive and tired, as I usually do in late afternoon, I go into the kitchen at the office and peel an orange, which I hope will revive me somewhat, and appease the onset of hunger over my journey home. 

As I’m sectioning the fruit, I look out at the snow-covered picnic table on the rooftop patio and find a most gorgeous indigo cast to it and filling the atmosphere as far as I can see.  I can’t see that far – the sky is heavily overcast – the Toronto skyline, the thing I usually look at from this window, has disappeared.  

Whatever light is getting through those clouds to the landscape around me is reflecting on the layer of snow and creating this rich, velvety blue.  The houses and trees below are black shadows against it; and the glow from the streetlights has muted to soft incandescent spots, looking as they might in a cheesy scene on a Christmas card. 

I stand there and eat my orange and watch that colour, because I know it will be gone in a few minutes. 

I love to watch how the light changes, particularly in early mornings and at twilight time.  To see the subtle change in the light and the movement of the colours it paints is, to me, bearing witness to the magic of this planet.  Stopping to watch the light change causes me to slow down my thoughts, and just exist in tandem with the rhythm of the universe for a few moments.  And that’s as reviving as anything.


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    Marilyn December 6, 2010

    This is so beautiful, I could almost see the view from your window as I read your words.
    I too love the early morning/late evening light. Three mornings a week a friend and I experience the day waking up while out on our early walks – the colours are magnificent and change so quickly. Just seeing this happen fills me with such peace and I feel at one with our world.

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    One Girl Trucking December 6, 2010


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    Mike December 6, 2010

    “She put down in writing what was in her mind”
    … thanks Jen for another vivid word painting.

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    Jennifer December 6, 2010

    Oh, I bet those early walks are wonderful Marilyn. It is a peaceful experience, isn’t it?

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    Jennifer December 6, 2010

    Thanks Bethany!

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    Jennifer December 6, 2010

    And thanks Mike for saying so! :0)

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    Susannah December 7, 2010

    That is beautiful. 🙂
    I know what you mean about the changing light. I have just been watching through my window, all the trees are white and heavy with frost and ice, behind them the sky a dark angry looking petrol blue and then in a second the sun came out and lit the trees with its low golden light, wow!

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    Jennifer December 7, 2010

    That sounds amazing Susannah! Thanks for sharing it.

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    LindyLouMac December 7, 2010

    Reviving moments such as this are the best.

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    deb @ talk at the table December 7, 2010

    ah… you write bliss.
    and thank you for your kind words. it is huge. very much so. I am going slowly.
    there is a glitch that I could not have foreseen. but I am at peace . and I don’t discount all my wonderful blog loves for giving me so much strength.

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    Jennifer December 7, 2010

    Agreed! 😉

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    Jennifer December 7, 2010

    Thanks Deb.
    And know that many people’s thoughts and prayers are with you. Slow is best, particularly for the huge glitches. xo

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    Selma December 10, 2010

    It is magical to watch the changing light at the beginning and the end of the day. One of the great wonders of the world, for me. Beautifully described!

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    Jennifer December 12, 2010

    Thank you!

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