A wonderful array of colours washing in and out of each other with the sea soughing the shore. It would have taken a sharp eye to spot this spectrum of subtle hues. Have you ever studied the sky and actually tried to name the range of colours it can present?
The naming of colours should be a mandatory course in the school curriculum.
Westward along the shingle beaches around Trianda the sea was laying down its successive washes of prussian blue and violet, and thinning them out as they touched sand to green and citrons and the innocent yellows you can see on the ripening skins of tangerines.
Source: Lawrence Durrell, Reflections on a Marine Venus (London: Faber & Faber, 1960), p. 108
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