Winter, at least in Michigan, has a reputation for being one color all the time. In case you’re unaware of the percentage of sunshine we had in January (somewhere below 0%), that color is grey.
The winter world does tend to be monotone—reflecting the color of the sky. But I noticed something recently. As the world wakes with even the slightest hint of light, the sky turns a royal blue.
It isn’t the shocking color of a summer sky, but a quiet breathing of blue. And the snow, picking up on the first strums of morning, reflects it back. Until the whole world is blue, shifting slowly to pink until everything is on fire with the intensity of the sunrise.
It’s a world only a cold snowy day can provide. Who knew snow could create such fire? And maybe, just maybe, we appreciate it all the more for the surrounding grey.
So when your world seems cold, monotone, dreary even, remember just a little bit of light changes everything.