Daily Archive: February 9, 2004

Despite a powdered sugar dusting of snow along all the edges this morning, we had winter sunshine today, high and stabbing and potent. Plastic stretched sky, so shiny and bright it looks unreal. Blue like a robin’s egg, like a periwinkle, like the water against the pale blue painted sides of a swimming pool. Nearly no clouds and a few jet trails like jewelry across heaven’s throat. Later, an unseen artist adds dabs of black to the mix, gradually darkening the hue from blue through black, a cobalt that breathes with tiny twinkly pulsating stars. They look like pinholes through...