“We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with difference. We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.”
In Lois Lowry’s “The Giver,” a character makes the transition from a world of black and white to one where he can see color. It begins with an apple. Gradually it dawns on the reader that the sea change being described is the ability to see red.
On this frigid, snowy first day of spring, I feel like I’m travelling in the other direction: ruby berries, a cloudless cerulean sky, cinnamon-dusted ochre branches, and a soft gold feathered mask . . .
All of them are black and white, still steeped in deep winter.