The Color of Air, by Jim Woessner
Nicole ran over and showed the painting to her grandfather. Across the top of the painting was a skinny streak of blue. Across the bottom was a skinny streak of green. And walking in-between was a stick figure and a stick dog smiling at the viewer. Jacob marveled at her clarity of thought, the way she conceptualized ideas. Finally he asked why there was so much space between the blue sky and green grass. Nicole pondered the question, then screwed up her face, and stated, matter-of-factly, “Air doesn’t have color, silly.” Jacob laughed. How could he argue with such logic?
24/9/2021 09:47:20 am
Lovely, Jim :)
24/9/2021 03:11:32 pm
Kids logic - usually right on the money. Made me smile.
24/9/2021 07:23:28 pm
I guess Nicole is fortunate enough not to live downwind of any major fires.
25/9/2021 03:37:59 am
A childish concept that makes absolute sense.
25/9/2021 05:22:12 am
Children are so observant! Great, Jim.
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