On the drive into Chicago every week for my appointment with my boyhood allergist, or the pediatrician or the orthodontist or to visit family, we passed the Sherwin Williams Paint Company plant. Their logo was a bucket of paint spilling on the globe of the world. The air that surrounded the plant was filled with chemical smells. I called it the PEH factory. I remember that smell and their logo.

Blessed is the world filled with colors, with colors from the big bang and from earth’s cooling, with natural and pixilated colors, the globe filled with colors contained in light’s miraculous spectrum of visual affects. And blessed the eye that delights in seeing those colors painted on inner surfaces.