”The colour of everything is curiously lovely.”
Vanessa Bell
After dinner, and on my way back to the Orchard B&B in Lewes this evening, I strolled through Saint Anne’s Church cemetery, enjoying the summer flowers and fading light. The color of everything was indeed curiously lovely, from the warm sunlight hitting the old stones, to the deepening blue early evening shadows and the pink roses climbing lazily over aged grey headstones. Lately, being so immersed in Woolf’s novels—To the Lighthouse, Jacob’s Room, Orlando, and Mrs. Dalloway—in which death is such an abiding element, I found it oddly coincidental and pleasant to find myself wandering here.
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Lovely!
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