I remember as a child I tried many sports (figure skating, ballet, diving, competition swimming) and even though they were very different, all except one (ballet) shared a common feature: the team jacket. And all those jackets were the same color, royal blue. Even today I would never buy a piece of clothing this color (not even for my kids when they were young and I have two boys...) Maybe I should talk to somebody... lol

a royal true blue

have you ever seen the sky in Arizona? It's this color. Have you ever seen the Mediterranean? It is this color. Have you ever seen the sky in Egypt? It is this color. Have you ever seen my eyes? They are this color.

This reminds me that when the day has sucked all I have to do in order to get away is to look up at the night sky.

those eyes, those eyes see right down to the core of my soul

an hour after sunset on a clear summer evening. stars just beginning to faintly sprinkle the sky over the field where fireflies flash in the June heat. pale moon rising, shining white over the trees. almost time to look out through the sky as it turns invisible, clear as a window, into the midnight blackness of the universe.

My baby's eyes are this color...

it's the default color of links on websites. generic.

un matin
en septembre
vers 6h30
a quelque part
au long d'la Baie sainte-Marie

jess, this reminds me of whales. although i thought of a yellow or orange when i thought of u. u're just so sunny. (when men aren't in the pic). i just had 2 get some brightness in here, so shoot me if the colour of the text doesn't go with the blue. not literally of course. i know what u're capable of.

Hey, god has a sice of humor too..he answers my prayers, just in twisted ways

the blue paper of inspiration hits the web, in this colour.

perfectly pointed yellow specks dot the colored sky. one slits open the night as it falls, twinkling, to earth, and the little drawn boy kisses the little drawn girl and the cartoon curtain falls

There is a fresh new feeling in this hue. New beginnings, Inspirations, Innovations, Anticipation.

an hour after sunset on a clear summer evening. stars just beginning to faintly sprinkle the sky over the field where fireflies flash in the June heat. pale moon rising, shining white over the trees. almost time to look out through the sky as it turns invisible, clear as a window, into the midnight blackness of the universe.

Caleb bounces on the sofa, discovering the joy of being seven months old and having legs. I stare out the window into the rain storm which colors the night an impossible blue.

Sadness is hearing a TV droning in the background; seeing my bloodshot eyes in the mirror; smelling my musty Kleenex; tasting my salty tears intruding; and touching the telephone hesitantly.

a balloon
the world
on the other side

It's the kind of blue that you don't mind, really. Calming, dark, just blue blue blue.

My dining room in my dream house is painted this color
and I like to imagine myself sitting at the table, with my family and friends eating, laughing, talking about anything,
or even alone, looking out over the harbor to Deer Island.
This is the perfect blue: Rich, Serene, Unpretentious, from blue jeans to blue velvet.
It is the blue that colors my dreams...

an australian saying meaning ' the real thing"