Standing in a loose, simple dress
In a thousand-flower print in green and yellow,
Viewed as through dust,
Dust of another remembered country
Observed late in the day,
Risen by way of wind or horses
From a lane beyond a walled garden...
In the background of a half-timbered house,
Steep gabling of many angles,
Running back into lizard imbrication of grey slate-work
Shining, as with rain...
Wilds of rooftops, unexplored reaches, stretching as to sunset"
Thomas Pynchon - "Against The Day" p. 127