Not my house, but it is so inviting and the candles are flickering along the sidewalk.
And yes, that is the moon up at the top of the photo.
I’m proposing our January squares are filled with words ending in light that means one or more of the following; sunlight, floodlights, firelight, skylights, candlelight, sidelights, starlight, footlights, moonlight, streetlights, torchlight, taillights, gaslight, headlights, or, as I have today, twilight – whether that be the astronomical, nautical or civil twilight. And feel free to find your own _____light, there are more than 50 words which end in light!
Saturday night, 5:00 Mass at St.Patrick Michael and Jack were altar servers. When we arrived, the power was out. Total blackout. As the sun set while we were inside, the light from the stained glass windows disappeared and it got more dark. Father announced you could use cell phones in church to use your flashlight. With no electricity there was no organ but a harpsichord played What Child is this?/Greensleeves tune and for the recessional everyone sang Joy to the World as the cantor started the well known hymn, acapella.
A true candlelight mass. It was actually quite beautiful.
Erika said to me,” You just said you wanted to watch that show, where people re-enacted the 1800s.”
The gift of a well chosen book.
When I went to breakfast with my friend R a couple of weeks ago, she presented me with this book. She’s found it in a Wisconsin bookshop, months ago and saved it for my birthday.
Tonight I photographed it with a candlestick and the pair of socks, almost complete- I’m decreasing the toes. You see this poetry book is printed by Candlestick Press! It’s one of their “Instead of a Card” pamphlet series.
There’s even a poem by Emily Dickinson.
You are invited to read the Ten Poems about Knitting poems by a lovely introduction written by Di Slaney (poet and Co-owner of Candlestick Press in Nottingham UK)
Thank you for the perfect poetry book for me and the bookmark’s thoughtful inscription.
I sit and knit. And knit. And knit. And read poems about Knitting.
It was Margie over at Fueled by Chocolate blog who alerted me to the two possibilities of spelling and inspired the title of this post and Jeff Golenski at WordPress challenged bloggers to post a photo illustrating ambience.
And then my neighbor, Joaquin, is always encouraging me to make photographs with the things I have in my home. I took his advice tonight and thought I might do a whole series of ambience/ambiance- creating still lifes to lift my spirits.
I definitely lifted my mood by creating this little scene. My original intent was to show the tulips in the hammered aluminum pitcher but since I have been knitting all week I went to my living room bookshelf and found the rabbit figurines waiting to be photographed. Oh and I pulled out the good camera instead of the phone today. It’s that wonderful Canon 50mm 1.2 L series lens that allowed me to take the shot with scant light.
“Ambience is the atmosphere of one’s surrounding environment. It basically boils down to how one’s surroundings impact the human senses and alter the feelings of an individual. Things like light, temperature, smell, sound, and sometimes taste, all work together to create ambience. The term ambience usually refers to a positive atmosphere that uplifts a person’s mood. As an example, one might say, “Wow, this place has real ambience!”
Columbus, Ohio. Holiday weekend with the family. St Patrick Church.
Easter Vigil Saturday evening. The first portion- the Lucernarium.
To photograph a religious ceremony or not. That was the question. Someone was firing off electronic flash.Ugh.
I was trying for minimal camera shake. Being unobtrusive. Limit myself to a few shots.
It was really dark. Just candlelight. And the light of the bonfire from which they lit the Paschal Candle.
After everyone processed into the church, I stayed back and photographed the lilies on the table with the bonfire in the background.
And Donald and Marlene, Erika’s parents were inside the church a bit of a blur.
A woman in front was a blur, too.
Granddaughter Anna coming into the pew. Then I put the camera away in my bag and zipped it so I wouldn’t try to capture the ephemeral smoke from the incense.
Seven readings and psalms and intermittent prayers after each reading, all the altar candles are lit, the lights come on and as the Gloria is sung, the church bells peal and the sanctus bells ring and ring and ring.
And that is just the beginning…..
Warmth is what we seek this time of year.