The sky is gray but all I see is green. And then some yellow. There is, of course, a good deal of brown, but I barely notice. Pinks and purples are invisible friends. And blue is nowhere to be seen.
But…green and yellow.
Green grass, trees, bushes. Scattered around the yard. The plants obscuring half the view through my window. All green.
Save two yellow items.
Yellow flowers adorning one bush and golden-red leaves glazing one tree, losing crisp bits of fallen color to the earth below.
Under a blue sky, the greens and yellows blend with the immense array of surrounding colors – the pinks and purples, browns and blues - which is, indeed, striking. Here, under bright skies, all of the colors share.
However, blue reigns on those days. Blue is the sea. Blue is mystery. Blue is fresh. It is true, blue draws the eye. The feeling of blue is invigorating.
Blue days are good days.
But no other sky complements my green and yellow as well as the gray. Green is the forest. Green is enchantment. Green is growth and liveliness. Yellow is hopeful. Yellow is angelic. Yellow adds character.
More times than not, I prefer a gray sky. The dark and dull colors above set the rich and lively shades of green and yellow to a glow. Green and yellow are the colors that remain radiant when all others dim against the gray.
