The weather this morning was so-so: dullish, but warm, a boiled-milk sky, with skin- but if you pushed it aside with a teaspoon, the sun was really nice, so I wore my white trousers.
The weather described in the morning was unimpressive yet warm, characterized by a grayish sky reminiscent of boiled milk. Despite this somewhat lackluster outlook, there was a pleasant sun hidden behind the clouds, suggesting that a brighter atmosphere could be revealed with a little effort. This contradictory feeling inspired the choice of attire for the day.
In "Letters to Vera," Vladimir Nabokov captures this nuanced experience of weather, illustrating how appearances can be deceiving. The decision to wear white trousers reflects a yearning to embrace the hidden warmth of the day, showcasing a personal connection between mood and nature.
