Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Wet and Cold

It had rained all night. When I left home for work 
this morning, the misted rain blew against my face. 
Downtown, the buildings were wrapped in shawls of low clouds.
The bus, full of people, crept towards our office. 
We slowly disgorged ourselves to go into the building, 
a small sodden group of people, hating the short journey
to the warmth we wanted. It was cold, but tolerable. 

Within the next few hours, the snows came, 
not in pretty fluff, but mixed into the rain, pushed along
by gusts of wind. What was tolerable this morning
had turned pretty miserable by late afternoon.
Even as we talked and joked among ourselves, my coworkers
and I each turned inward against the cold, thinking 
towards the warmth we'd find at home; 
our own little inner fires burning away 
the cold rain in our faces.


dive said...

Yet you still managed to take some beautiful photos in all that misery.
Yay you!
Roll on Spring!

Speedway said...

Oh, thank you, Dive. I suppose, like you, when I leave for work in the morning it's dark and the same or nearly so when I get home. So I confess I took these pictures nearly a year ago during a similarly shitty day, but one where I was out in the daylight.

When I got home this evening, the sun had just settled behind the tree line. It was beautiful and dry today. Such a change!