"September is different from all other months. It is more magical ..... For days the weather has been the same. One wakes to see the trees outside bathed in green-gold light. It's fresh - not cold. It's clear. The sky is a light pure blue.
.... Midday - with long shadows. Hot and still. And yet there's always that taste of a berry rather than a scent of a flower in the air. "
Katherine Mansfield
Journal, September 1921
Journal, September 1921
2 comments:
marvellous - taste of a berry instead of the scent of a flower. I must read more Katharine Mansfield.
Jenny: Yes, I particularly love that sentence.
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