January 29, 2004

Image of the Day: Evening Colors

Winter is dragging on in Central Oregon. It's a pale, colorless time of year, dominated by the glaring white of snow and the flat gray of the sky. Even the evergreen pines seem to leak color, the green of their needles muted, and the browns of their bark reduced to shades of dullish gray.

The only colors that occasionally makes our retinas happy are the ones displayed by the sky. In those wonderous hours, just before the sun vanishes for the day, the firmament explodes with not-so-subtle hues of blushing pink, vibrant purple, and fiery orange.

I'm grateful for those colors. And I stand there on my deck, overlooking my snowy meadow and the frozen river, soaking up those colors, with hungry thoughts of spring.