下午又越来越长了,伸展。我在一片灯光上停留了太久,因为阳光太漂亮了,筛选了塞拉·邦尼塔(Sierra Bonita)的nicamore树上的所有叶子,将每个叶子变成淡绿色的绿色。我说,五月来,五月来准备了贾卡兰达的树木,我说,我说。
(The afternoons were getting longer again, stretching. I stayed too long at a stoplight because the sunlight was so pretty, sifting through all the leaves on the sycamore trees lining Sierra Bonita, turning each a pale jade green. The jacaranda trees preparing for their burst of true lavender blue come May.Go, said Dad.Sorry, I said.)