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, April 16, 2024
spring flowers and books
everything is blooming . .
i stopped by mcnally jackson on my way to help ellen today and my heart warmed to see a special bookshelf devoted to palestinian literature.
Our redbuds are also blooming!
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