Black Lace Trees: December 25, 2015

Christmas Day  in New Forest, 1904

The sunset makes all the air as though of melted amethyst; yellow flakes dissolve from the solid body of amethyst which is the west.  Against this, standing as though in an ocean of fine air, the bare trees are deep black lines, as though drawn in Indian ink which has dried dull & indelible.  The small branches & twigs make a fringe of infinitely delicate lines, each one distinctly cut against the sky.  (PA 215)