movie set night
It is So. Beautiful. outside right now that I had to record it somehow. It looks like a fake movie set.
Picture this:
A pitch black night with only two lights in view from other houses. A landscape so flat that normally you can literally see for miles. A layer of white snow unevenly fallen upon the ground.
Fog the consistency of exhaled breath in the cold, hugging the ground and reducing visibility to a fraction of what is normally seen. The fog rising only slightly higher than the buildings, and on the incline of a roof, rolling down slowly, silently; like honey tumbling gently down through water.
Above: a crystal clear sky, with stars completely visible, and not a moon in sight. The constellations don't stand alone; dotted within and around them are even smaller, paler stars that normally can't be seen; filling every available space. The snow, glittering. Sparkling, like a light show on every spec of visible white.
It looks like someone set up a city-sized movie set. The sky must surely be a backdrop of black velvet; the stars LED lights peeking through countless holes. Someone surely piled felt on the ground and then glued a sheet of white cotton over it, and on that they doused it in glue and the most exaggerated glitter they could find-- two layers; one a fine dust and another on top, of large sparks that catch the light and turn it ever so faintly blue.
And over it all, a fog machine rolling out a slow cloud of vapor. The world, as still as the inside of a room but quieter still, with no background hum of electronics or the creaking of a house. Nothing but silence, and the occasional Doppler Effect of a car passing by. And even then, the headlights; two yellow haloed lights approaching and two reddened haloed lights leaving, with the white fog swallowing it long before it's time.
How is it possible that this is actually what's happening outdoors right now? How beautiful can one night possibly be?
I tried to take a video; I tried to take a photo. But I only have my phone and it's terrible even on the worst of nights. I can't expect more on one of the most beautiful nights I've ever seen.
Since I couldn't take a video or a photo, I wanted to remember this somehow so, perhaps mostly as a note to self, I thought I'd describe it here.
Picture this:
A pitch black night with only two lights in view from other houses. A landscape so flat that normally you can literally see for miles. A layer of white snow unevenly fallen upon the ground.
Fog the consistency of exhaled breath in the cold, hugging the ground and reducing visibility to a fraction of what is normally seen. The fog rising only slightly higher than the buildings, and on the incline of a roof, rolling down slowly, silently; like honey tumbling gently down through water.
Above: a crystal clear sky, with stars completely visible, and not a moon in sight. The constellations don't stand alone; dotted within and around them are even smaller, paler stars that normally can't be seen; filling every available space. The snow, glittering. Sparkling, like a light show on every spec of visible white.
It looks like someone set up a city-sized movie set. The sky must surely be a backdrop of black velvet; the stars LED lights peeking through countless holes. Someone surely piled felt on the ground and then glued a sheet of white cotton over it, and on that they doused it in glue and the most exaggerated glitter they could find-- two layers; one a fine dust and another on top, of large sparks that catch the light and turn it ever so faintly blue.
And over it all, a fog machine rolling out a slow cloud of vapor. The world, as still as the inside of a room but quieter still, with no background hum of electronics or the creaking of a house. Nothing but silence, and the occasional Doppler Effect of a car passing by. And even then, the headlights; two yellow haloed lights approaching and two reddened haloed lights leaving, with the white fog swallowing it long before it's time.
How is it possible that this is actually what's happening outdoors right now? How beautiful can one night possibly be?
I tried to take a video; I tried to take a photo. But I only have my phone and it's terrible even on the worst of nights. I can't expect more on one of the most beautiful nights I've ever seen.
Since I couldn't take a video or a photo, I wanted to remember this somehow so, perhaps mostly as a note to self, I thought I'd describe it here.
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