
Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgundy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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I am a writer of fantasy fiction that often surrounds middle-aged women. I am a married mother of two and granny to three, a BoHo Chic kinda gal. I am recently retired and busier than when I worked 9-5. But writing and blogging is my main game.
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The color of pressed grapes 🍇Spanish mysteries… I like that!
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I fell in love with that quote — so many beautiful words that say more than their worth.
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I love that quote. It’s so descriptive, I can almost see it without the photo.
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I came across that and I knew I had to find the right purply picture to go with it. There might be many others, but this one with the reflection called to me the longest.
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Reblogged this on Blue Dragon Journal.
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Thank you so much for sharing my picture and quote.
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They were both beautiful.
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Reblogged this on Purplerays.
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It is always an honor to be reblogged on your wonderful site.
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Reblogging this to my readers at sister site Poetic Justice
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Thank you so much for sharing!
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Beautiful photo
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It truly matches the colors in the quote today, doesn’t it?
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