I am gold behind the cat's eyes. I am silver in a rain drop. I am red in the heart of a strawberry. I am right in front of your eyes, but you can't see me. What color am I? I am blue as the empty sky.PS--word verification is extremely annoying.
I am currently a headachey-orange induced by too much yelling in my household
It is truly the magic of putting up many colors.
Indeed it is. Well said. ☼
This morning, the prettiest girl I have ever seen walked by the Starbucks window I was seated beside. She had on mauve tights, a long cobalt blue coat, and she had sea foam green hair. I can’t really remember what her face looked like. It was pale and seemed pinched by the rain, but I thought she was so beautiful, like a lost mermaid in the city. Do you ever have the urge to make best friends with perfect strangers based entirely on the colors they are wearing? Oh, I had that urge today. I was just telling a friend that I used to like green very much but then I started liking blue and now blue is a favorite (also, dove grey, mustard, salmon, orange and magenta). Not just any blue though; cobalt and navy blue. Dark bright blue in vivid hues. When I wear these shades of blue I feel like I look fresh and lovely, they feel so good to be in. If I see cobalt when I’m out and about, I inhale sharply. There’s just something about it. My grandfather had piercing blue eyes. He was rather Germanic looking. I have a photo of him looking gorgeous in fisherman blue. My eyes are a motley green/gold colour but I feel as good as he looked in blue when I wear blue. But I’m an artist and this makes me fickle. My preference for color will change next time I see a lovely girl wearing a red sweater and decide I need more red in my life.