dim days
It's that grey kinda feeling this week in Iceland. The sky above the Höfuðborgarsvæði here yesterday and today has been heavy with clouds and fog. Add to that a sun that is barely scraping itself above the southern horizon, and you get noontimes that look more like rainy-day dusk from my childhood.
"Time to come in now, boys, it's getting too dark to play out there!"
"But mom, it's only lunchtime!"
Sunrise was 10:40 this morning and sunset is a little over an hour away, at 3:51. After a month or so of darkness being the new black (lit'rally) I'm getting used to doing most things when there is no light. It's seemed like the norm recently. And it's impossible to imagine at this time of year that I once drove to work in the light, or exercised in the light, or that it's light anywhere else on the planet. It's kind of cozy, sometimes, and all of the time it's like I'm living in a parallel world, hidden behind a heavy stage curtain of darkness.
"Time to come in now, boys, it's getting too dark to play out there!"
"But mom, it's only lunchtime!"
Sunrise was 10:40 this morning and sunset is a little over an hour away, at 3:51. After a month or so of darkness being the new black (lit'rally) I'm getting used to doing most things when there is no light. It's seemed like the norm recently. And it's impossible to imagine at this time of year that I once drove to work in the light, or exercised in the light, or that it's light anywhere else on the planet. It's kind of cozy, sometimes, and all of the time it's like I'm living in a parallel world, hidden behind a heavy stage curtain of darkness.
posted by JB at 29.11.05
2 Comments:
Now your getting it!
AS
I loved the way you described the mood of this dark season here in Iceland!
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