While waiting for Banjo Man to join me at the car for a trip to the dump yesterday afternoon, I looked up.
Oh, what a shade of blue!
I grabbed my phone and took a picture, of course, but the color isn’t as deep a blue in the photo as it was in the sky.
I tried again, using a filter.
Nope, not the right color either.
Are these better? Closer, yes. But the real thing was better. As it usually is.
So I leaned against the car, looked up at the sky and took many, many deep breaths. When Banjo Man finally stepped aside he asked me what I was doing.
“Inhaling blue,” was my response.
My favorite color.