"Beyond the farm machinery and toys, the hillside sloped toward pastureland, the broad valley, the basswood-shaded farther hill.
The basswoods were yellow-green where the sun struck them, its light breaking in wide shafts through glodes in the overcast sky.
It was beautiful, sad and unreal, where the light struck.
You felt as though life would be different there, the air lighter and cooler, the silence more profound."
~John Gardner
The Sunlight Dialogues
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