I could have sworn I saw some blue sky the other day! I remember thinking, “So that’s what it looks like!” But then I must have blinked and when I looked again, it was the same dreary grey; the same old overcast, gloomy sky that has hung over us for what seems like an endless amount of time. We need a little light relief. We need a touch of blue.
Blue, to me, says clear, summer skies and warm, inviting lagoons. It means bluebells in the woods and bluebirds on the wing, plump, succulent blueberries, delicate little forget-me-nots and bright blue butterflies.
I long to see lush hydrangeas and majestic delphiniums. I yearn to sit outside and eat ice cream served in a blue and white china bowl. I want to dip my toes in an azure ocean. I want to gaze up into an endless sky. I want blue!