While I was taking some solitary time this afternoon out on the deck, it occurred to me how much I’ve been missing the color green. As I sat there, surrounded by green trees, green grass and green bushes I realized how little of that color we have near us in Florida. We have beautiful blue water, wonderful cinnamon-colored sand, and the occasional fluff of green at the top of a palm tree. We have grass, but in the heat of the summer it struggles to remain its intended shade.
On the deck today I felt as though I was swaddled in a lush, dark, deep, well-nourished, as-God-intended-that-color-to-look cocoon of . . . . green-ness.
Wishing you were all here.