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)
Ah, you got your tree! And Korrina came along, how nice. We had our annual Christmas market on Thursday and Friday here at the college, but we only had time to go on Friday morning. Unfortunately, I did not take pictures.
Ah, you got your tree! And Korrina came along, how nice. We had our annual Christmas market on Thursday and Friday here at the college, but we only had time to go on Friday morning. Unfortunately, I did not take pictures.
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