The light is odd this morning. It’s of a quality the makes me feel it should be mid-afternoon rather than early a.m. Combined with my extreme sleepiness i’m finding it hard to believe it’s really only 8 o’clock. I suspect it’s going to be a very long day.
I’m very interested in light. It constantly amazes me how familiar views can be made almost unrecognizable just by a change of light: a shadow falling differently or a stray beam of sunlight can pinpoint a detail you’ve never seen before; a landscape lit from the west rather than the south can suddenly reveal buildings never before noticed: and rosie-fingered dawn, slanting from the east, can soften a grey and harsh townscape.