It was new growth on a spring day, the moon on an otherwise dark night. It was autumn breeze and summer rain and those chilly winter days when the sky was an impossibly clear blue and the sun made you forget the cold. It was every star glittering overhead and in the inky waves. It was a fair wind at sea after days spent becalmed. It was birdsong and midnight silence. Frost on fallen leaves and dew on grass. It was a warm blanket on a cold night, a cool pillow on a hot one. It was comfort and lust, friendship and love, aching need and soothing trust.
