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)
Thursday, January 2, 2020
sunshine and holiday decorations
i was out early this morning to buy italian cold cuts from faicco's and was so happy to see blue sky . .
in my countdown, we're on eighth day and tonight will be the ninth night of christmas.
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