Today has been one of those horribly humid February days we often have in Sydney. This year we seem to have escaped the worst of it, but I suppose that we had to have at least one day at 90% plus humidity matched with temperatures in the high 20s. Just like being back in Singapore, but without the aircon…
From this we had the storm, although as it turned out, the worst of it missed the city so something to be thankful for. However, the journey out to a couple of meetings and eventually home this evening was a little on the damp side. The bonus was that upon arrival at the Stairway of Hell I was greeted by a scene not too dissimilar to just about every opening shot of cheap, gothick horror movies the world over. With the Australian advantage that the local flora already looks like a set from a prehistoric movie.
The rest of the evening continued damply and dinner was finished when the most beautiful transformation took place. It lasted no longer than a minute or two, but the sun broke through the clouds and rain and managed, briefly, to shine through. The changed atmosphere was stunning and the photograph below really doesn’t do justice to the golden and green light that coloured the trees and rain.
It is something that has always amazed me about the light here. In the late summer and early autumn particularly the late evening light takes on the most vivid golden colour – not necessarily a classic red sunset, but rather a gilding on almost everything the light touches. It really does need to be seen to be believed. Tonight was a softer, more mellowed down and nuanced version and really was quite spectacular.
As I have already used about half the possible adjectives, here is the picture to give you just a small idea of what it was like, just for a moment.