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In by Poncie on April 12, 2012 at 7:43 pm

I can feel the storms pressing on my back as I pedal down the road.  Even the asphalt perspires water from its daily absorbance.

The sky turns dark but before it turns black there’s a moment of deep blue…the deep blue that only exists in the depths of oceans before fish need lights.  It’s not even blueberry colored – before the berries are washed and lose their filmy jackets.  Or blue jean blue – a thousand pigments couldn’t create this resounding blue, this kind of blue that’s draining the last light from the sky while still glowing back at me.

  1. This has got a real feel to it. Like a blue jeans kind of feel.

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