by day the blue will pale down into white where it touches the white of the land, after sunset it has a new circumference-orange, melting upwards into tenderest purple. but the core of blue persists, and so it is by night. then the stars hang like lamps from the immense vault. the distance between the vault and them is as nothing to the distance behind them, and that farther distance, though beyond colour, last freed itself from blue. -e.m. forster (a passage to india)
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
wednesday ballet class
my ballet mom friend ro and i had fun peeking in the window at today's rehearsal for the end of school year production of fantasia.
Ah how I have missed you and those sneak peeks into city living! Those tarts and ice cream were a well deserved treat for you both x
ReplyDeletethanks san. it's so nice being home again :)
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