When my late and beloved grandfather was asked to name a color, he would say “skyblue pink”. It turns out the word has been around since before the turn of the 19/20 century (my grandfather was born in 1910), but he most probably picked it up from reading Uncle Wiggily stories to my mother and then to me. I certainly remember his reading Uncle Wiggily to me.
So, when I saw this sky–whenever I see pink and blue blending together like this–I think of my grandfather. Even though he’s gone, now, and we still miss him very much, things that remind me of him make me happy. He was that kind of person.
On a semi-related note, my “v” key is sticking today. Do you think that’s where the poetic abbreviation “ne’er” for “never” came from–their keyboards were sticking? No? Well, I daresay you’re right.
WRITING PROMPT: Have a character use a phrase or word from his or her childhood or picked up during childcare, like a gangster who drops a gun and says, “Oopsie!”