yellow

An author wrote while going blind. Though he was slowly losing his sight, he still had yellow.

I will begin, then, by referring to my own modest blindness. … I can still make out certain colors; I can still see blue and green. And yellow, in particular, has remained faithful to me.

~ Everything and Nothing, Jorge Luis Borges, 94

Ever since I heard this, I can’t stop seeing yellow. It makes me want to pull the car over every half-mile. It makes me want to take a camera everywhere. Every yellow brings a miracle.

I would like such sight every day.

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