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)
Saturday, March 30, 2013
at ditch
we drove out to montauk thursday, making a few stops along the way . . . (at leske's bakery in bay ridge and king kullen in bridgehampton). yesterday we visited south lake and ditch. the air is cool, the sea deep blue and calm.
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