Richard Bach. Nothing is accidental (№ 252606)

Dawn dusk to dawn again. Clean sea air, rain, wind, storm, fog, lightning, and again the sea is transparent clear air.
The sun is yellow, fresh and not hot, which I never saw. The grass is so green that sparkles under the wheels. Blue clear sky, what are usually the heavens, the clouds whiter than snow at Christmas.
And most importantly - freedom.