Hello Redbud!  Who named you my friend?  Why do they call you red when you are purple?  Or at least I would say you are purple!  Let me look again…

Wait a minute…I think you are pink! Crazy Redbud!  Are you blushing? Perhaps we all see colors differently?

When we want to convey an image appropriately, we look intently to discern the color clearly.  Sometimes that can be a bit tricky, considering the different shades of colors.

These are wonderful artist’s pastels which my Mom used and gave to me.  Through her  I became more familiar with the refinement of colors.  I know chartreuse, a strong greenish yellow to yellowish green…magenta, a vivid purplish red to reddish purple… turquoise, a light bluish green to greenish blue…on and on it goes.  Is color infinite?

Redbud, what color would you say you are?  If we give you another name, would you still know who you are?  Would you lose your identity?  What if I said, “Hey there Magentabud!”.  Whatever we call your color, it is still undeniable as a distinguishing element at the heart of your true self.  Your nature is to bloom in this color, the color in which you are most apt to blossom, regardless of how each of us sees it, or names it at any transitory moment.

The bigger picture is that often we prescribe what we think is an unquestionable truth to a certain place, person, or situation by the description of polarized color.  Is it black or white?  Can we come closer to the truth by being adaptable to changing perception of color?  Is not every color innately good?

Late yesterday I took this photo of a different tree, quite large and not yet in bloom.  It appeared through the same lens I used to snap previous photos.  It is not a “black and white” photo, but it appears that way.  Wow, isn’t it beautiful?  It doesn’t look at all the same today in the sunlight.  Perhaps I need to look more closely before I attempt to describe any color.  Even late bloomers know who they truly are, and that is good!

Pondering…

What conclusions do we make based on color?

How do we come to name a certain color?

How do we blossom in a black and white world?

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