kateandersok:
Most of the doors on Canyon Road are blue.
kateandersok:
I never thought of blue as the color of a door.
kateandersok:
But when you see it, it makes sense.
kateandersok:
Some are barely blue anymore.
kateandersok:
Their blue has almost gone.
kateandersok:
Others are bright--like insects in the light.
kateandersok:
Still others are the color of the ocean...
kateandersok:
...or the sky.
kateandersok:
But not *all* of the doors on Canyon Road are blue.
kateandersok:
Some are brown...
kateandersok:
...or red...
kateandersok:
...or white.
kateandersok:
But most are a color that is unmistakable.
kateandersok:
Like a black pebble on a bright white beach...
kateandersok:
Of course, that's exactly the point...