Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Gray of the purest melancholy
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As seen from the vicarage dining-room, which took a warm tone of light from the fire, the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper, cedar, and pine varieties, were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort, together with the herbage, were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky, dropping behind all, gray of the purest melancholy.
-- From 'A pair of Blue Eyes' by Thomas Hardy.
(Photo Location - Sunrise Highway near Mount Laguna, San Diego.)
As seen from the vicarage dining-room, which took a warm tone of light from the fire, the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper, cedar, and pine varieties, were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort, together with the herbage, were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky, dropping behind all, gray of the purest melancholy.
-- From 'A pair of Blue Eyes' by Thomas Hardy.
(Photo Location - Sunrise Highway near Mount Laguna, San Diego.)
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