After I mowed the grass this evening, I took the dogs for a walk. The weather was absolutely perfect. Very little humidity, clear skies, wonderful breeze. It was already dark when I set out, so the streetlights cast shadows on the trees, which moved in the breeze. It reminded me of two cinematic moments. The first was a scene in "It's a Wonderful Life," which was once my favorite movie. I know, it's schmaltzy, but I have a fondness for Frank Capra. I had a minor crush on Donna Reed and there's a moment in the film when she hides in the hydrangea and the shadows of the streetlight move across her face. She's in the hydrangea because Jimmy Stewart inadvertently dis-robed her. It sounds sexier than it is. The music at that moment was forboding and quite stirring.
The second resonant moment involves all the scenes in "To Kill a Mockingbird" when Scout is dressed as a ham and wandering home at night. Lots of shadows. That's a really interesting movie, and even better book.