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, September 5, 2016
cool breezes and a walk on the high line
it was such a beautiful morning with a cool breeze blowing in . .
my friend janet and i decided to go for a walk on the high line.
there are always so many people . .
back at home, it was my turn to make dinner and i made corn chowder.
That looks like lovely soup. The last picture is so funny!
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