After I got the crayons put away, I set the box to one side. I’d frequently glance over at the box and swear I could hear a chorus of rainbow voices whispering to me, “We were made to be used. Let us out … color!”
Why not, indeed?
I perused a large number of coloring books via the computer and eventually selected two. The shipment arrived within the week. I took a 30-minute break from a complicated genealogy conundrum I was working on for someone so that I could clear my mind and immerse myself within a colorful world instead.
I don’t know if there is really a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, but coloring again was the most therapeutic half hour I’ve spent in quite a while.
While browsing for the perfect coloring book I learned that Crayola presently has a set called the Ultimate Crayon Collection with 152 different colors. There are names like Banana Mania, Inchworm, Mango Tango, Wild
Blue Yonder, Eggplant, Razzmatazz, and Neon Carrot. It includes metallic and glitter crayons, too. It all comes in a special plastic caddy with a removable sharpener.
At the risk of sounding greedy, or ungrateful for my brand-new box of 64, I’ve contracted a case of crayon envy. I know what I want for Christmas next year.
Copyright Roberta McReynolds
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