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)
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
misty days
for the past few mornings it's been very misty . .
everything has been enveloped in grey clouds . .
but breakfasts have been colorful with fresh strawberries and they've been so sweet.
The same here, very cloudy. Are those local strawberries? We don't have local ones yet, just some from California, but I am not buying them here.
ReplyDeleteYes, we've had some local strawberries. The season goes quickly.
DeleteNo local ones for us, but we did have some local blueberries! That is very astounding, we never find those.
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