Blue

Blue makes me think of cold. The ice blue hue of the winter sky. Crisp, clear and cloudless. The crisp white snow crunches underfoot. The world dusted with silver white glitter. I look to the sky and I am transported to summer. the bright blue sky seems tnot to fit with the snow. But the chill seeps through my clothes and into my bones. My skin turns a mottled blue as the cold begins to steal the very breath from my lungs.