Friday, November 26, 2010

Grateful #20

I am struck by how awesome our blue skies are.  They literally
take my breath away.  It makes me feel peaceful.  Happy. 
Calm.  Grateful.  I'm not sure what the significance is, but I
am grateful for it.  And now I know why my craft room is painted
such a bright matches the brightest blue in the sky.  I
am drawn to that color, it seems...

1 comment:

  1. The 19th Century french poet Mallarme felt that an unblemished azure sky
    was the epitome of perfection and purity. It was the "flawless" thing
    by which all else could be compared. He would have lived heaven on
    earth in Flagstaff.