I LOVE COLOUR The dawn sun reflects from windows across the valley. It makes me warm with excitement. I love colour; I always have. I love the yellow-green of newly erupted leaves in the sun. I love the red straws of the bottle brush I love neutral greys, taupes, and tans -- Not so much for themselves, But for the setting they give to oranges and deep chocolate browns. I love the blue-grey of shadows -- for their colour, And for the shape they give. I love the ruby red of a laser; the brilliant green of an LED – They’re new colours and most of humanity will not recognise them. I love fluorescent lights for the different way they offer to see things. I marvel at a field of ranunculus, or lavenders, or tulips. I love a field of rows of corns or beans or lettuces. I am delighted by the blues of roofs in Santorini and doors in Egypt. Of the cerulean blue of the sky. And the unworldly iridescence of a moth’s wing. Colour, don’t know what I’d do without it!
Ron Pickett is a retired naval aviator with over 250 combat missions and 500 carrier landings. His 90-plus articles have appeared in numerous publications. He enjoys writing fiction and has published five books: Perfect Crimes – I Got Away with It, Discovering Roots, Getting Published, EMPATHS, and Sixty Odd Short Stories.
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