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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Saturday, May 28, 2011 12:02 am by Cristina in ,    No comments
In case you've missed it, here's this week's weekly quote:
Picture Credits: © All Rights Reserved  by Simon Latcham (Source)
October Morning Light On Scarborough Beach North Yorkshire.
I was dressed, down, and out when the church clock struck a quarter to six. There was a feeling of freshness and vigour in the very streets; and when I got free of the town, when my foot was on the sands and my face towards the broad, bright bay, no language can describe the effect of the deep, clear azure of the sky and ocean, the bright morning sunshine on the semi-circular barrier of craggy cliffs surmounted by green swelling hills, and on the smooth, wide sands, and the low rocks out at sea - looking, with their clothing of weeds and moss, like little grass grown islands - and above all, on the brilliant, sparkling waves. And then, the unspeakable purity and freshness of the air! there was just enough heat to enhance the value of the breeze, and just enough wind to keep the whole sea in motion, to make the waves come bounding to the shore, foaming and sparkling, as if wild with glee. Nothing else was stirring - no living creature was visible besides myself. My footsteps were the first to press the firm, unbroken sands; nothing before had trampled them since last night's flowing tide had obliterated the deepest marks of yesterday, and left it fair and even, except where the subsiding water had left behind it the traces of dimpled pools, and little running streams.
~ Agnes Grey (ch. XXIV) by Anne Brontë
Something Anne herself wrote and which clearly shows her true love for Scarborough, where she died 162 years ago. Hard as it must have been for Charlotte, we do believe that burying Anne in such a special place for Anne was truly the right thing to do.

She must have surely had her her doubts when facing her sister's gravestone so far from home. Incidentally, said gravestone is now crumbling to pieces, which we find very sad. It only goes to show, though, that Anne's books and writings are more enduring than mere 'brick and mortar'.

EDIT: Check also the Brontë sisters.

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