Oh how I love my little cast iron pedestal.
It’s ever-so-slightly whitewashed appearance reminds me of the sea.
I pretend it was purchased at an open-air flea market in Paris, where it was rescued from an old place like this…
It was $2.00.
There is such a sweetness about the green linen cover. The pages smell just like you’d expect 34 year old pages to smell….warm and musty, in a good way…
The story inside reads:
An apple is red.
The sun is yellow.
The sky is blue.
A cloud is white, and a stone is brown.
The world has many things, the world has many people, the world has many colors and each one of them is different.
In a garden all the flowers are different colors, but they live happily together…side by side.
In a forest all the birds are different colors, but they live happily together…side by side.
In a meadow all the animals are different colors, but they live happily together…side by side.
In our world all the people are different colors, and, sometimes, they live happily together…side by side.
Colors are important because they make our world beautiful, but they are not as important as how we feel…or what we think
…or what we do.
Colors are “outside” things, and feelings are “inside” things.
Color is something we see with our eyes, but love is something we feel with our heart.
An apple is red, the sun is yellow, the sky is blue, a leaf is green, a cloud is white…and the earth is brown.
And, if I asked you, could you tell me…