of the same gray-brown shade are isotaupes.
“Club” is from O.N. “klubba”, meaning “cudgel”, and “klubba” is from P.Gmc. “klumbon”, cognate with “clump”. “Club” as in “social club” is from the 17th c.—the idea is that you gather together in a club-like clump; all of which is to say that if you go to a club you might wake up the next morning with a headache.
is maybe also just a literal description of spring? The light embraces the trees as they exfoliate and starts birdsong at dawn.
“I live in the eye, and my imagination, surpassed, is at rest.”
Everyone! There is a long way to go! Reminds me of a conversation I had with a friend recently about how to turn parts of your mind off, or how to occupy them. He said for him knitting can be a way to occupy the counting, figure-making activity. Vs., what would it mean to focus your attention on what you can see? Where does the imagination go, what do you think?
“In trying to find out what it is that stands between Plato’s figure and ourselves, we have to accept the idea that, however legendary it appears to be, it has had its vicissitudes.” —Wallace Stevens
“…it has had its vicissitudes” is the most groovy way possible to say that idea, ‘fyou ask me.
