Day 26

When I am old, I shall wear purple ... or so the poem by Jenny Joseph goes. Personally, most days I prefer black. Although when I am of the age of which Joseph writes, I may exercise the right to reconsider. Today, though, when there is hail in the air, the clouds are heavy with gray swirls and the winds carries a chill, I opt for turquoise to remind me of the sea which is deep and the sky which is unfathomable. Choose your colors well and stick not with those that carry heaviness, but with those which reflect the Spring in your heart.