In the Night Kitchen

October 14th, 2009

Last night, when I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen for a glass of water, the white hydrangeas on the counter glowed in the dark like natural night lights. I had to get my iPhone and take a photo, but it doesn’t capture their ghostly, gorgeous presence in the silent room. Isn’t it a gift to be surprised by beauty in the middle of the night? And isn’t it crazy to have to grab a camera and document the experience?! I go back and forth about this all the time. I like to think it celebrates the moment like a roadside marker for the soul, but sometimes I fear I consume experiences in order to write about them. But I guess that would be the case even if computers didn’t exist and I was scratching away by candlelight with a quill pen. I don’t know the answer and maybe it doesn’t even matter. That middle-of-the-night moment remained in my mind all day, and I promised myself to be more receptive to these unexpected acts of random beauty.

4 Responses to “In the Night Kitchen”

  1. Sheila says:

    I only find it alarming, your grabbing your phone to take a pic and then blogging about it, if you didn't notice the fragrance as well. Bet it was quite a lovely sight indeed…

  2. m. heart says:

    I can't believe how many of your posts I read lately thinking, "I've been thinking that same exact thing!"
    It's uncanny!

  3. Kathleen Botsford says:

    I know exactly what you mean. Seems we all in danger of living our lives behind some technology gadget. Even a camera is suspect. But I am glad you got that shot even if for selfish reasons. I love it.

  4. V-Grrrl @ Compost Studios says:

    We used to have moonflowers climbing on our split rail fence. They open in moonlight, not daylight, and shine in the dark hours of the night.