“Tack’s umbrella—the one he pushed into my hands, and insisted I bring, on a cloudless day. My” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
the blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts… — Margaret Deland Copy Share Image
“I leaned agains the warm brick wall and gazed up. It was a bright, cloudless day, the sky a mocking blue. It… — Tracy Chevalier Copy Share Image
“The cloudless day is richer at its close; A golden glory settles on the lea; Soft, stealing shadows hint of cool repose… — H. P. Lovecraft Copy Share Image
