After lunch I took my walk through Barton and over the fields, coming back by the Crab Apple Road.
It was a most extraordinary afternoon.
Most of the sky was very pale creamy blue,
and there were clouds about, of the coldest shade of dark blue () I have ever seen.
The further hills were exactly the same /as the clouds in colour and texture.
* texture; the feel, appearance, or consistency of a surface or substance. 감각, 질감, 외관, 농도, 일관성
But near the sun the sky simply turned white
and the sun itself (its outline was invisible) was a patch of absolutely pure white light //that looked
/as if it had [no more power of heating than moonlight] – tho’ it was quite a mild day in fact.
I got /into a tremendously happy mood,
what with the joy of being home again and certain vague anticipations of good thing /beginning
and a general sense of frosts /breaking up – like the beginning of the Prelude.
* what with ; because of (used typically to introduce several causes of something).
* and (with) certain vague anticipations of good thing beginning and (with) a general sense of frosts breaking up
Some few birds were making a great noise /as if it was spring…
From All My Road Before Me