What Colour Is the Sky?

Sunset at Villa Sol

Voice Note Journal — Reflections
Date: April 24, 2025 | Time: 9:14 AM

You know when someone asks, “What colour is the sky?” and the standard answer is always, “Blue”?

I was thinking about that just now, how the sky is *sometimes* blue—but it’s also white. Red. Purple. Orange. Yellow. Pink. It holds every mood and moment. Every season and shift. From our place on the Sunshine Coast, we’ve had the privilege of seeing it all—400 feet of waterfront, and sunsets that feel like paintings in motion.

And while we’ve put that home on the market, and I know in my heart it’s probably the best decision, it’s the only place I’ve truly felt attached to. Not for the walls or the furniture or the layout—but for the view. The magic of being witness to something bigger. To the water, to the sky, to the orcas and whales, the sea lions and otters, the eagles that passed by like old friends.

What I keep coming back to is this: the assumption we make when we say “the sky is blue.” It’s like how we try to define people. Simple, singular, fixed. But really, people are layered. They’re seasonal. They carry multitudes.

So the next time someone asks, “What colour is the sky?”—I’ll probably just smile to myself. Because I know it’s never just one thing.

Photo by the author. Taken at home, Sunshine Coast, BC
Cover image on blog homepage: Adel Emma

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