“For lunch, we drove into the hills and parked in the dappled shade of a big sycamore, its powdery white bark like a woman's body against the uncanny blue sky.”
“Even as winter comes, mornings are crisp, and the big, blue sky seems to hang newly washed over the sea of hills.”
“The sky is always a shade of blue.”
“No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees,sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air,dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding,our animal passion rooted in the city.”
“Like most hearts, it was complicated, shaded with dark and dappled with light.”
“The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun islike a yellow hole. . .”