Skiey, Reprised
June 22nd, 2009
The curious thing abut a skylight is that the sky reduced to a small rectangular patch suddenly seems so much further away, so much further up. I lean back and am nearly overtaken with vertigo. How different this is from lying on one’s back in a broad and grassy meadow where the world seems evenly divided between earth and sky, where the same breeze pushes clouds from horizon to horizon and passiving waves of sunlight along the bowing tips of tall grass.
June 23rd, 2009 at 7:54 pm
happy to see a post again, after so long, and especially one on this topic! Love from rainy, Japan skies…
June 24th, 2009 at 9:41 am
My favorite things about my house are the two skylights in the kitchen area. I always look up through them and get kind of breathless. I have wondered whether other people find skylights as dramatic as I do–glad to read this because you do and you describe it better than I could…
June 24th, 2009 at 7:04 pm
The picture makes me think of infinitesummer.org—but the words make me think of nothing in the very nicest way, like lying on my back in the Pecos in a mountain meadow a couple of weeks ago and staring up and just being blown open and swept clean inside, all empty and blue. Thank you—