Heralding Hues

fall20152 006Winter is coming.

Perhaps it isn’t the season itself, but the heralding hues which make it my favorite: lemon-green settles into rust and gold; blazing magenta calms into deep ruby blood-purples.




In perhaps the ultimate transition–from one side of the veil to the other–an Orhan Pamuk character describes the world reduced to color: “it was color itself that had affectionately embraced me and bound me to the world. I saw orange-hued skies, beautiful leaf-green bodies, brown eggs and legendary sky-blue horses….”

The sky-blue horses?  I see them now, too, in fleet feathered cloud wings against late fall’s cooling skies.



About Stephanie

In her spare time, Stephanie works full-time, and then some, as an attorney. She has published articles and delivered talks in arcane fields like forensic evidentiary issues, jury instructions, and expert scientific witness preparation. She also is an adjunct professor at a law school on the banks of the Charles and loves that dirty water, as she will always think of Boston as her home. You are welcome to take a look at her Facebook author page, or follow @SMartinGlennon on Twitter. All content on this blog, unless otherwise attributed, is (c) 2012-2020 by Stephanie M. Glennon and should not be reproduced (in any form other than re-blogging in accordance with Wordpress protocol and the numerous other wee buttons at the bottom of each post) without the express permission of the domain holder.
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11 Responses to Heralding Hues

  1. Allan G. Smorra says:

    Your first and last photos captivate me. Alpha and Omega. Green to blue via purple. A perfect transition for this time of year. Thanks for sharing them with us.

  2. . says:

    Your pictures, colors, and prose cheer us on — and thanks for the gift of future warmth as the days will turn colder.

  3. For the first time in my life I am away from the northern hemisphere for the change of seasons. It’s little snippets like this that make me feel a little less homesick. Thank you.

    • Stephanie says:

      I’m glad–I think I never could move permanently away from New England because its rythyms have infused themselves into so much of my life and my collective family’s lives. But you should know you’re sending back some nice snapshots of missed summer while we go into our deep freeze!

  4. scillagrace says:

    Mare’s tails – cirrus clouds – feathered horses, exactly! Great post.

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  6. Jane Lurie says:

    Wonderful images, Stephanie. I just saw Orhan Pamuk at a lecture this fall in San Francisco. He was fascinating and I love the quote you’ve chosen.

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