/lit/ - Literature

when you've been out of the city for long enough, your visual palate is cleansed. no flashy tasteless ads the size of buildings, no people in flashy tasteless clothes. no city palette as we may call it, composed of concrete, cars, plastic and painted metal in all their "modern" colors.

and once you are refreshed enough by subtle and natural hues, the sunsets start hitting like never before. so crisp and sharp, the burst of bright, wildflowers and weighty clouds, reflections in water, first green grass - the Color you could never truly see.

right then you realise how lengthy descritions of nature in classics weren't cliche or tedious. you just never knew what they were talking about.