![... But in the evening there was too much always to be hunted out, of city; or watched, of hills, or sunset; and I rarely drew, - to my sorrow, now. I wish I knew less, and had drawn more. John Ruskin, Praeterita, II s 112 Book with underlined text in pencil](/image/posts/instagram-1525732806817367644_975411-full_resolution.jpg)
... But in the evening there was too much always to be hunted out, of city; or watched, of hills, or sunset; and I rarely drew, - to my sorrow, now. I wish I knew less, and had drawn more.
... But in the evening there was too much always to be hunted out, of city; or watched, of hills, or sunset; and I rarely drew, - to my sorrow, now. I wish I knew less, and had drawn more.