"If it were possible to render sorrow, it would look like a November gale.
But, then like sorrow, it too passed and the new day arrived almost impossibly clear and bright, the sky a perfect blue."
- from A Great Reckoningby Louise Penny, page 14 Tucked away as they are, the villagers in Louise Penny's fictional Three Pines community probably are not burdened with rampant power lines cluttering their views. But then, neither do they enjoy the compensation of Montana's ever-splendid sky. (And not just because they are, after all, fictional characters, natch!)
"Highway 287 ran through open spaces luminous in the sunshine. A sense of peace pervaded the plains, Vicky thought. The way the land dissolved into the sky always called her back to herself. She was different here...part of something larger than herself, part of the stories that had shaped her life...Time collapsed into the present...a circle encompassing the past and the future, not like the ribbon of asphalt shooting straight into the horizon." - from The Drowning Man by Margaret Coel, page 99
"How valuable it is in these short days, threading through empty maple branches, the lacy-needled sugar pines... We can make do with so little, just the hint of warmth, the slanted light. The way we stand there, soaking in it, mittened fingers reaching... - From Winter SunBy Molly Fisk