Calm.
Bright.
Rippling grasses.
Horizon lines tinged in blue.
Listening below the moss.
‘ I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, the colour of the horizons, of remote mountain ranges of anything far away. The colour of that distance is the colour of an emotion, the colour of solitude and the desire, the colour of ‘there’ seen from ‘here’, the colour of where you are not. And the colour of where you can never go….’
Rebecca Solnit – A field guide for getting lost, 2005.
