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)
Monday, March 4, 2013
monday work and shop
morgana and chanda worked on italian and latin and homer's odyssey today.
in the evening, after modern dance class, we stopped at the gap store to pick up pink leggings for their end of year group dance.
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