For some time now, I’ve been searching for the sky with the bluest blue, and I may have found it this morning, just before sunrise, I was out doing the farm chores with Maria when a flock of geese – an almost perfect arrow – came crying out overhead and I look up and saw the blue, just beginning to be touched with yellow as the sun rose. I’m not sure this is the bluest possible blue, but it’s the closest I’ve seen in a long time.