At dawn this morning in the mist the grapes were not purple, nor lilac, not grey nor black, not red nor pink, not blue nor crimson, not brown nor indigo, but a certain soft dark seductive colour I have never seen before and as I tried to photograph them the sun came up and it was gone. So I picked some and we drank the colour for breakfast.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The colour of grapes
At dawn this morning in the mist the grapes were not purple, nor lilac, not grey nor black, not red nor pink, not blue nor crimson, not brown nor indigo, but a certain soft dark seductive colour I have never seen before and as I tried to photograph them the sun came up and it was gone. So I picked some and we drank the colour for breakfast.
