Sunlight on the Refrigerator Door

Late afternoon sunlight, blazing with Sonoran Desert heat, slips through the slits in the Venetian blinds and ricochets off the refrigerator door, creating a slashing shadow pattern. But the high contrast dance of sunbeams and dark stripes is disrupted when I shuffle into the kitchen, open the refrigerator door and grab an ice-cold bottle of water. I close the door and the interplay between light and shadow resumes, until later in the evening, when the darkness of night determines the victor.