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A sky for a canvas

Timothy Bulone

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October 4th, 2014 - 10:37 PM

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A sky for a canvas

The sun is still far from peeking over the Santa Ana Mountains when I pull onto the 22 eastbound. The mountains remain black as the sky brightens. The river of red taillights flows silently, steadily east, like lava. I have a 7 a.m. appointment in Orange.It's a 30 minute drive at this early hour.

As I drive the eastern sky becomes a canvas. The clouds, striated and thin, started out as a whitish gray but now the sun (still not seen) begins to paint them a reddish orange. The sky background changes imperceptibly too, the deep blues morph into Cerulean shades. The cars around me begin to proliferate, the density increases as workers stream onto these asphalt ribbons which glide in gentle arcs over the contours of some ancient playa.

I find the canvas beyond my windshield changing still, the colors of the clouds brightening into shades of peach and pink. The rays of the sun reach farther and farther until the entire sky before me is ablaze in seemingly unworldly colors. I look to the left and right at the other drivers as if to send a message "Do you believe this?!?" But the message seems lost, caught by the freeway speed winds that rush by between us. For the remaining minutes of my trip the scene before me changes slowly, the clouds themselves change shape, their color changes across the sky and the background gets lighter and lighter as the sun prepares to breech the wall of mountains before me.

At my exit I wait for the signal to change and then I will be headed in another direction entirely. I am grateful for this last moment with the painted sky. Our friend, Camille, used to call these God shows. "God show, everybody! Come on let's go outside! God show!" she would call out. And I think of it that way, it's changing loveliness like watching a painting being painted in unimaginable hues on a canvas as wide as the sky. Something so big, so beautiful, I think to myself, it could ONLY be God.

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Melissa Osborne

9 Years Ago

Aiken, SC

beautiful capture.. I cannot make myself get up early enough to ever see a gorgeous sun rise thanks for sharing.