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colors

Last week, someone asked me what my favorite color was. 


Well...


Pink. The color of the mountain tops in the first few seconds of sunrise. Blink and you might miss it, so I never close my eyes. 

Red. The first ripe tomato of the year, warm in my hands, greedily eaten as I sit barefoot in the dirt.

Orange. Whipping down the trail on my bike through October oaks as a thunderstorm rolls in over the mountain.

Yellow. When the sun melts into the ocean and leaks it’s light throughout the sea at the end of the day.

Green. The first lawn mow of the season (it’s a fight who gets to do it).

Blue. The sky is all the shades of blue--dark and light and all the inbetweens--against my favorite desert backdrop.

Purple.  A sea of mountain lupine, making gentle waves in the breeze...I think I’ll lay down for a nap.

Black and White. Sleeping outside under a blanket of the darkest night, under a million billion of the brightest stars.


I didn’t know how to answer.

Eh. probably yellow I guess. 



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