a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth.
Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents.
― Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes
Three Victorian ladies, one seated reading a printed programme, the other two standing on either side of her. They seem to be at a carnival or perhaps at the races. You can download the 8" x 10" @ 300 ppi JPEG without a watermark here.
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