Blue became my favorite color several years ago. Blue sky, blue ocean, my wife’s eyes. Dark navy cotton. Blueberries when you rinse them. The way blue can seem so finely suspended inside ice.
Blue became emotional to me only recently. Growing up, our town had two public beaches, the public high school had a sailing…
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