The Sense of Colors

I took a picture of the plant wit the red flowers in bloom in our garden, a testament to the summer but also to the summer’s passing and inevitable end.

I continue to be astounded by the differences in quality we perceive when we look at colors, even though the wavelengths of light are so similar.

It must be evolutionary conditioning: in red, is it the inflammatory, violent sense we associate with blood? In green, is it the cool sense of being able to seek shelter in the brush?  In blue — well, we all know what blue is about:  about the endlessness invoked by the sky.

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