A lesson in creativity.
When I was about 7, we were doing artwork at school. It was a assignment, don’t remember what. Exclusive of one little boy, the kids at my group of desks, were drawing the sky blue. That one little boy, was energetically coloring the sky purple.
One of the gaggle of kids, (I use gaggle descriptively, we were not geesee.) jumped on the purple sky boy and said:
“What are you making the sky purple for? Everybody knows the sky is blue!”
Then the rest of the gaggle, including myself, joined in the fray, insisting the sky is blue.
A teacher’s aide, noticing a ruckus, came over to see what was going on. We all almost shouted, “Johnny (or whatever the boy’s name was) is making the sky purple. The sky is supposta be blue!
The aide however, said, in a calm, knowledgeable voice, “Sometimes the sky is purple. For instance a rainy, cloudy day it’s purple. The sky is lots of colors.”
We all quieted down. However, I knew a scam, when I heard one. Of course the sky is blue!
In all honesty, it’s not the royal blue in the small set of Crayolas either.
When did I decide the sky could be different colors? I think it was when I made the sky a shocking shade of green.
I’ve done my share of purple skies.
Often, the sky is multi-colored:
But truth be known, most of the time, I believe the sky is blue..
In other news, here’s the latest note card. Pumpkin posed for it.