We’re just digging out from the blizzard and the sky is already doing its gaudy winter thing again. It amazes me how quickly things return to normal. I feel guilty saying that when people died in the storm, including an eleven year-old boy, and many hundreds of thousands are still without power. What I mean is that nature returns to its ‘normal’ with surprising ease.
My son took these pictures earlier this evening, outside his dorm (Kirkland House) at Harvard. Nearly every day of his winter season elementary school life, I would pause, force my kids to gaze up at the late afternoon sky, and shout, “Pink light! Look at the pink light!” It’s become a joke in our family – a way to tease and distract mom from all kinds of sub-par behavior. Pretty much everything looks better in pink light.