Gray: The Unsung Hue
I may have stepped into an antbed of controversy on this one, so restrain your knee-jerk reaction as I delve into the essence of gray. I know, I know – touchy subject. At the root of gray there are two fundamental controversies that divide people the world over:
1) Is it even a color (since it is born out of the non-colors black and white)?
2) How in the world do you spell it (I actually prefer grey, but what do I know?)?
I know, now you’re all hot and bothered that I went there; stick with me.
I love gray.
I don’t really wear a lot of gray, and I don’t really have any gray in my house, but it’s my favorite time of day. I love the gray of day – just before dawn and right at dusk. One of my favorite, favorite things is to sit in my house during the gray with blinds open. No lights burning. No sound disrupting – except the whir of the heater (I never notice the air conditioner running during the summer, but my heater speaks comfort into my morning). Everything in the room looks gray and nondescript – even me. I can just fade into my surroundings and ponder and pray and disappear for a moment.
I usually miss the gray at dusk, and I don’t always catch the gray at dawn, but when I do, it’s always a little something special.
Highly recommend that you schedule some gray into your day sometime soon!
I am surrounded by gray all day long! The walls in my office are what is referred to as Battleship Gray. I have tried to cover it up with decorations and I have threatened that the painting fairy might show up one weekend but I was told that would not be a good idea so I remain surrounded by gray. i guess it grows on you after awhile!
i love gray or even grey!!!!! i think of winter and calmness
my favorite time of day is dusk, when the trees become silhouetted by the vanishing sunlight. it doesn’t last long, and most times i miss it, but i find it very soothing.
i’ve been up before the sun too many mornings in a row this week, but God will sustain me. perhaps i’ll open my blinds tomorrow morning and watch the gray disappear.
I’m not a huge gray fan when it comes to the outdoors. I find when it’s gray, even in the few minutes before dawn or the few minutes before dusk, it affects my mood and tends to bring me down a little.
But…I do like to wear gray, which is kind of ironic, I guess! 🙂
I have always wanted a grey cat- does that count? I really think they are beautiful. I have never seen a long hair, solid grey cat, but I think if I did- I would fall in love immediately.