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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

In Spring the longer days sneak up. You look up one evening, and suddenly the days last August-long hours. It doesn’t feel that way -- it’s so much chillier. Heading toward Autumn, you savor the diminishing sunlight, sipping the last drops slowly, wanting to make them last.

-- Rising Sun,
Paul Klee, 1919
-- Sunset, Paul Klee, 1930

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