Rose-Colored

At the top of the mountain, looking out from the back porch, the world is inexplicably tinted red. Why? Maybe it’s like the children’s book Hello, Red Fox where you stare at the green fox for thirty seconds, then glance at a white surface. A red fox hovers in your vision for a few seconds, then fades away, as your eyes “see” the complimentary color. In our case, we sit and stare at our green walls, then emerge outside to a world that appears to glow red. Or maybe, just possibly, happiness makes us see our world through rose-colored glasses.