blue is pocketbrit’s favourite colour.
it is also my mom’s.
those two facts together feel harder than they should, but there you go.
there is a very particular hue that you can find in the sky sometimes…and that’s my favourite blue of all. it’s bright and it’s intense and it’s the one i thought of when i imagined today’s word. fortuitously, there was a patch of sky that was this blue today and i thought of this post, and of pocketbrit, mostly. but then a bit about my mom and thinking of her just hurt.
this isn’t remotely a good picture, i snapped it in a hurry today, but it has the blue i love best…specifically, the patch at the top middle, just to the left of that wispy fluff of cloud. deep, calming, endless blue. (if i was more tech savvy i’d edit it and circle the exact bit i love, but alas, i’m tech moronic)