‘The Once and Future King’ (T. H. White) is full of beautiful and humourous imagery. My favourite so far has been:
“…all around the castle the snow lay as it ought to lie. It hung heavily on the battlements, like thick icing on a very good cake…
It hung on the boughs of the forest trees in round lumps, even better than apple-blossom, and occasionally slid off the roofs of the village when it saw the chance of falling on some amusing character and giving pleasure to all.”
I loved the first part about the good cake, and then it just got better. If I was reading this on public transport, I would be getting odd looks due to my constant sniggering!