And He Laughed


“Oh! darkly, deeply, beautifully blue, as someone somewhere sings about the sky.”

(George Gordon Noel, 6th Baron Byron)
Tonight on the drive home, we had dark violet clouds, backlit with the last of the day’s sun.
I commented that the monumental and ominous sky seemed perfectly parted for angels to descend. That is, if we lived in a Pre-Raphaelite painting or such.

I then added: “Of course, such lighting will make the Angels look younger.”

Jon smiled, connected the dots, and chuckled. Without even a flutter of hesitation, he started taking a rapid stream of photos with his iPhone.

(Image: “Sky Blue” by Wassily Kandinsky, 1940.)