Kristine Joy, Writer

A red Corvette—the vehicle in which my Dad taught me how to drive a stick shift.

Orange wedges at halftime of youth soccer games.

#2 pencils and yellow highlighters that are synonymous with school.

The green tent in which I’ve slept next to my husband in dozens of National Parks.

The blue waters of pools, rivers, lakes, oceans and seas.

Pictures of my daughter dressed in purple.

Pink bubblegum.

The serene and strength of a brown bison herd.

A white Maltese named Fritz—my childhood dog.

Black coffee and the folks I’ve sat next to while sipping it.