My drafts folder holds some gems. I wrote this last October and the skies lately have brought it back to me.

One day recently, I drew Reid’s attention to the sky and said that I thought the sky was a beautiful shade of blue, just like her eyes. Reid responded, “Your eyes are the same colour as mine.” Well, that is true but it seemed a little conceited to mention that in the same breath as a statement about the beauty of the sky.