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)
I am always in the country . . .
ReplyDelete:D yes!! a very beautiful place. my mom and dad used to love driving through upstate and they took me on many fun trips.
DeleteWhere did you take this picture?
Deletethese are trees in my sister's front yard in CT
DeleteI see. Beautiful trees.
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