Sunset (Image by Saumya Balasubramanian)
Sometimes, of course, his questions chip away at the stoutest of theories. For instance, a few years ago, as we mooned about the hills overlooking the bay at sunset and taking in the shades of pinks, oranges, blues, grays, purples, and reds, he said, “
Why is the sunset never green?”
Now, that is a perfectly valid question with a perfectly scientific answer. However, it had me stumped, for it never occurred to me to
ask that particular question. I remember being awed a few years ago when the children had drawn rust and pink-colored skies when asked to imagine a sky for their imaginary world.