The Other Day I Forced Myself Out Of Bed Early To Go Enjoy

Опубликовано в Ocean
Вторник, 29 марта 2016

I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary.