New Year snow
Four days at the start of the year, in deep snow: pink light, a yellow house, pines lit copper, and a frost that turned everything two colours at once.
The first four days of the year, all in the same few fields. The sun never got above the treeline, so the useful light arrived late and left early, and most of the colour came from what it caught on the way past: frost, bark, a wall.
Each day had its own shape. Snow and a band of pink over the field, then a morning and an afternoon that barely met, then a walk into the pines with the sun going sideways, and finally an hour of orange and blue that the cold had made possible.
Nothing here is far from anything else. That is the point of the set: one place, four days, and the light doing something different every time.
1 January — under the frost
No wind and no sun, only an even blue that made the frost look thicker than it was. The track had one set of prints on it, going away.
1 January — the light turns
Then the cloud thinned along the horizon and the afternoon changed colour in a few minutes: pink over the field, then yellow on the wall of the house, then blue enough by four that the fairy lights did all the work.
2 January — first and last light
In January the useful light is about five hours long, and it arrives and leaves as a band along the horizon rather than as a sunrise or a sunset. At ten it was a sliver behind the trees; by three it had gone entirely, and the only light left on the street was strung through the birches.
3 January — the pines
At this time of year the sun travels along the treeline instead of over it, so only what stands above the snow catches it. Spruce first, with the snow still sitting on the branches in clumps, then an old pine whose bare bark the low sun turned the colour of copper.
3 January — the field and the barn
Out of the trees the light had room again: a red barn wall, an open snowfield with the sunset low along the treeline, and last of all the sun between the trunks.
4 January — the cold hour
An hour when the light turns everything two colours at once: orange where the sun reaches, deep blue everywhere it does not. The colder it gets, the wider that gap.
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