Why I love days when le ciel etait voile
I actually remember waking up final Tuesday and realizing le ciel etait voile, that smooth, milky filter over everything that simply changes the whole vibe of the particular morning. A lot of people complain when the sunlight isn't blasting through the window, but truthfully? I think we're losing out on the best kind of light when we write off those hazy, veiled days. There's a specific type of quiet that comes with a sky such as that. It's like the atmosphere chose to put on a linen sheet and tell everyone in order to just pipe lower for a second. ...