Sour Puss (2006)
“An hour of fading light enlivened by brilliant sunsets brought many Virginia residents outside to watch. Cloud wisps looked as though painted with a flat brush swirling upward, turned white then gold. After ten minutes the horizon line over the farther mountains deepened, but over the Blue Ridge themselves a brilliant turquoise line appeared as outlining on what were once the highest mountains in the world.
Fair noticed the sky, streaks of pulsating scarlet mingled with gold and copper, as he walked back from the barn with Harry. “My God, that’s beautiful.”
Harry looked up. “Sure is.”
“When that sun goes down the chill comes on fast, doesn’t it? Always amazes me.”
“Yeah, but then we get into summer and the nights are languid. I love that feeling of warm nights with a light breeze to keep the bugs off.”
“Girl, you’ve got bugs on the brain.” He wrapped his arms around her waist as they watched the sky.
“I do, Fair. I’m baffled. And I can’t help but think, two men are dead, both of whom ...had a great deal of knowledge about pests, about black rot, about grapes.”MoreLess
Fair noticed the sky, streaks of pulsating scarlet mingled with gold and copper, as he walked back from the barn with Harry. “My God, that’s beautiful.”
Harry looked up. “Sure is.”
“When that sun goes down the chill comes on fast, doesn’t it? Always amazes me.”
“Yeah, but then we get into summer and the nights are languid. I love that feeling of warm nights with a light breeze to keep the bugs off.”
“Girl, you’ve got bugs on the brain.” He wrapped his arms around her waist as they watched the sky.
“I do, Fair. I’m baffled. And I can’t help but think, two men are dead, both of whom ...had a great deal of knowledge about pests, about black rot, about grapes.”MoreLess
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