Write about green they said. My brain flashed through images and brought up a square of color something between emerald and basil. And I didn’t like it. Green is not a color I’m drawn to until I think of the green of lawns and oak leaves, of moss and oceans. That green speaks to me; it talks of springtime, possibility, and growing. And those are some of my favorite things. Green reminds me that I believe change is possible, that redemption happens, and that winter never lasts forever. It reminds me that our internal life happens slowly, like a plant grows. Green is the color of patience and hope and life.
Green — Five Minute Friday
Green is the color of patience….I like that.
Thank you, Kris! Some things can’t be hurried, and growing (people or gardens) is one of them.