“My father says that there is only one perfect view — the view of the sky straight over our heads…” George Emerson, A Room with a View (E.M. Forster)
Thank God it’s spring. Something else to celebrate.
And, I’m so grateful I live in Brownstone Brooklyn, a land of low buildings and plenty of sky. On my walks with Mr. Milo, he sniffs the trees and I sniff the air. Yesterday was a breezy sunny spring day.
Oh, I forgot to mention…the light was glorious.