When one of the hooligans was young she made an interesting comment. She told me that my life as a child must have been so boring.
I asked her to explain and her answer was not what I expected.
My life was boring, according to her, because it was black and white. I had no idea what she was talking about until I realized that the photos she had seen of me as a young child were all in black and white. I explained to her that my childhood was not black and white but that photography from that time made it seem like that.
For Thankful Thursday I would like to say I’m grateful for color. I love vibrant colors found in nature-roses, fish, pumpkins. Muted hues are beautiful as well-little pink baby lips or lemons for example.
Some of my friends are artists and it astonishes me how they are able to blend blobs of paint on a canvas to create a lovely design. I don’t think I would enjoy it if every painting was black dots on a white canvas.
How grateful I am not to live in a black and white world!
As you can tell by the photo below a black and white world dulls the senses.
Do you love color?