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, May 5, 2014
traveling again
my mom turns 90 tomorrow so the girls and i traveled out to see her and my dad. it's been so nice being all together.
Happy Birthday to your mom xx
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to her from us as well.
ReplyDeleteThank you! She keeps saying that she never expected to live this long :)
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