I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Sunday, December 28, 2014
All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray
The sky was actually bright blue yesterday, but that's rare; typically these days it's as gray as the landscape.
Here's a look at the world without the distraction of color, Central Park in winter, when we're left with the consolations of shape and texture. The beauty isn't as obvious -- you have to work for it -- but it's definitely still there.
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