2010-03-18 15:03:52.000 – Stacey Kawecki, Observer and Meteorologist
As I was driving to work yesterday morning, through Danville on Rt. 2 on a particularly elevated portion of the road, I not-so-quietly cursed at myself. Rather, I cursed my forgetfulness. I forgot my camera this week. Back in Montpelier, I realized my folly, but turning back would have added at least an hour to my trip and was not an option. By the time I was riding through Danville, I smacked the steering wheel a bit harder than it deserved, out of pure frustration. Since I don’t have a picture to show you, I’m going to attempt to paint it with words. Hopefully it won’t take 1000.
Visibility was very high, and the White Mountains were perfect dark shadows, sharply silhouetted against the sky. No clouds, and just a perfect blend of colors. Orange and red upon the horizon bled into the deep blue night sky. It was an absolutely breath-taking view; the kind that inspires artists to pick up a paint brush or pastels or a camera. On the bright side, that image is not one I will soon forget. The fact that I couldn’t take a picture (well, I could have used my phone, but that just isn’t good enough) made me really absorb the experience, and appreciate what I was seeing with my eyes, and not through a 3″ LCD screen.
So, apologies for no actual picture, but hopefully your mind’s eye can recreate the scene I’ve textually painted. Next time, I’ll remember my camera.
Stacey Kawecki, Observer and Meteorologist