Forty: Shades Of Blue

– The color of a train disappearing around a bend. The last glimpse of a scarf in a crowd.

There are not forty shades of blue. There are forty thousand. But we only have names for the ones that matter. forty shades of blue

– Hard, precious, deep. The September birthstone. Loyalty, wisdom, and a certain noble sadness. – The color of a train disappearing around a bend

– The sky after a storm breaks. So bright it hurts to look. Laughter you can’t contain. deep. The September birthstone. Loyalty

– The back pocket of your favorite jeans. Worn soft by years, faded by sun, holding the shape of a life.