“The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow.”
“...but most houses in California were built without roots, leaving us trapped above ground with the light.”
“Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light.”
“In the hour before a thunderstorm, the color of the forest deepens: the pine needles take on a dense vibrant greenness they possess at no other time, the slender trunks go black, and the leaden sky above sinks lower by the minute.”
“As I walked, I ran my fingers along the spines of hundreds of books. I let myself be imbued with the smell, with the light that filtered through the cracks or from the glass lanterns embedded in the wooden structure, floating among mirrors and shadows.”
“The light was cut to lace by the trees that had grown so thick with leaves in the last few months.”