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" Blue skies Smiling at me Nothing but blue skies Do I see... I was blue, just as blue as I could be Ev'ry day was a cloudy d...

"The seasons collide , The order of hours is unsure. Winter has just departed, recalcitrant snows hiding holding onto unwary back...

“Through the wide-open window he could see the evening sky, still grey but faintly luminous and streaked with level cloud. No rain in t...

“The cold struck him like a blow in the face and he began to shiver uncontrollably…. He stumbled up the steps and across the bridge….T...

Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord O Fan of white silk, clear as frost on the grass-blade, You also are laid aside. ...

A juxtaposition of river ice and sunshine made for a beautiful shoreline ramble along the Bitterroot River.

“As she crossed the river, a rumour of sunshine stood behind the clouds.”  - Markus Zusak, f rom " The Book Thief " , p.472 ...

“I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singin...