Somewhere along the way blue became for me the color of purity. Not white–but blue. Blue water. Blue sky. And on Sunday I thought about this, listening to two people talk about a recent blue adventure–blue ocean water. So blue they could not believe their eyes. And truly, as I listened,I found it almost hard to imagine as well. But I’m trying. Trying to imagine this–imagining clean, healthy sparkling blueness…and blueness not just for the streams, rivers and oceans of the earth…but for the skies as well. I know this might sound simply like “pie in the sky” drivel-talk, but it’s important…this. This imagining of blue. Not just today, Earth Day, but always in all ways.
My sister is a cryptoquote whiz. And today in record time she completed this one. A native American proverb.
And below today’s, the solution from yesterday, a quote by John Muir. No surprises here. Just two reminders of how it might become. And so I will continue to imagine as well. The return of blue.