Tuesday, August 21, 2007

After the Ball is Over

A blogger has just finished Proust's masterpiece.

http://ofbooksandbikes.wordpress.com/

Last night, wired by some coffee, I read more pages than usual. Dinner, still at Rivebelle, and descriptions of the dining room, the funnel-shaped tea room, the guests, and the narrator in love with. . . what? Love. Hard to say. The late sunlight filtering in. We have that in our dining room at home, too, and it blinds you. Good sunsets, sometimes in the trees beyond the slough. In France, the sun would set over the ocean. Good clouds would produce a prime spectacle.
Yowza!

1 comment:

Dorothy W. said...

Thanks for the link! I'm already wondering when I'll read it -- or parts of it -- again.