My love affair with this hue developed about the time I graduated from chunky lead pencils and printing to cursive [Palmer Method--remember that?] and ink pens. I'm dating myself here: my inexpensive pen of choice in those early days was a Lindy ballpoint in the color Peacock Blue. Later came a more, umm, refined aesthetic sense and the lure of bottled ink in the same color using a fountain pen. Imagine my delight at the invention of cartridges in the same color. After all, this was the 20th Century and if we could put a man on the moon, Schaeffer could devise a cleaner, more plastic form of ink flow. Smitten I was with that color until the days of clicking your Bic and the more streamlined options of blue, black and red which seemed like fallout from the Cold War we were engaged in.
Fast forward to the present and my eye is consistently drawn to some shade of turquoise shown in the collage of everyday artifacts of my world. At Christmastime when I was rummaging through all those decorations I found one small box that rattled when I shook it. Inside was dear old Pashka-dog's collar and matching leash in all their worn turquoise glory.
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