The Color of Calm

I can’t name it, but I can explain it.

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

It’s not quite robin’s egg but not quite teal. It’s not turquoise, either. Nor is it the color of my Hunter rain boots or the springtime sky. It’s not royal or navy or blue at all, really.

It’s more like last year’s trip to Cancun, on a quiet, sun-kissed resort nestled next to white sands soft as flour. It’s like the water that laps the sand…