Like birds it was against the wall

[sovay]

The sky and the snow outside are lavender. I don't mean this poetically; I mean they are the color of the blossoms when they shade toward grey, a little warmer and a little bluer than a lilac-pointed cat's fur. I figure it's the confluence of dusk and streetlight diffusing from the snow, but it is very beautiful nonetheless.

I made two trips out of the house today. (There were going to be three, but the state of Massachusetts is asking people to stay off the roads.) Around eleven in the morning, the sky was still light; flakes were just beginning to fall. By the time I left the house again around three in the afternoon, the sky was plate-grey and the snow was solid, the dense soft fall that doesn't blow around much: it is no-nonsense snow, filling up the spaces in everything as steadily as it can. The sidewalks were powder over dry glass. I walked in the slushy streets for better traction.

I have no idea what to do with my evening, except drink lots of hot liquids. Maybe I will actually watch something. Maybe I can write.

Comments

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

I've probably said this before, but I love your eye for colour.

Nights like these, I favour cherry and cinnamon tea. Whatever your evening brings - words or films - I hope it's a good one.

ETA: Thanks for the introduction to Liverpool Tide! I'd never heard it before!

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Snow takes color so wonderfully. We drove into Amherst in the blizzardiest of it, and when we got to the center of town, it was all golden orange from the sodium lamps.

Definitely a chill, chill, intense and penetrating sort of snow, though…. brrrr.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

The sky and the snow outside are lavender.

Lovely imagery, all of this.

I have no idea what to do with my evening, except drink lots of hot liquids. Maybe I will actually watch something. Maybe I can write.

I hope you had a good evening and that all's gone well.

I went to my old department's Christmas party, and due to the snow had to leave from a closer station with fewer trains. A late night, but I think I got some halfway useful schmoozing done, as well as confirmation that my abstract for a conference paper had been received.