enjoying a little mystery where I find it…

When I first noticed this green light, while looking at the house I later bought, it never occurred to me to ask someone what on earth it was for.

green light

green light

It’s located to the right of the electrical panel box in the garage and, I’ve since discovered, it burns 24 hours a day.

After I moved in, I had two or three power company men come out (at different times) to check my house for various things, such as energy efficiency. Did I remember to ask them about the green light, of course not.  I could still ask, but why bother, someday when it stops burning I’ll ask.  Right now I love the mystery of it…not knowing exactly what it’s for, trying to imagine what rational, mundane task it performs.

I Googled “green light quote” and found this,

“a single green light, minute and faraway, that might have been the end of a dock.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 1  

So now I’m imagining my green light as “minute and faraway” seen through billows of nighttime fog, perhaps stationary, perhaps moving, the running light on a small boat…


5 thoughts on “enjoying a little mystery where I find it…

  1. How romantic and mysterious! I love the not knowing…although being a long time fan of the X-Files I would keep an eye on it, just in case. That light could ignite a thousand stories.


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