Absence of Color

If you’ve ever spent time in the high mountains you understand the effects of color deprivation. You don’t even realize that it’s happening, that you’ve adjusted to seeing only shades of white, some grey, bits of black. Then something colorful will come into view, maybe a misguided bird flying through an Artic campsite, or that intense blue of crevasse ice, and wham! The intensity of the color will literally take your breathe away.

Now, don’t get me wrong, there are some very colorfully dressed skiers and riders out there, maybe a little toooo colorful, but as I was cutting up a red grapefruit for breakfast, the color was so luscious and inviting. Then again at dinnertime, a color assault brought on by some sautéing swiss chard.  Who needs green vegetables when you can have every color under the sun?