Imagine walking through a back alley in downtown Asheville and coming across a yellow door with these words on it.
Isn’t that a deliciously irresistible thought?
Where does the door lead to? Your imagination? What would happen if you open it?
Now imagine that the very day you happen upon this magical door with its thought-provoking words, there are yellow flower scattered on the ground next to it.
As if Mother Nature saw the door and wanted to let us know … Yes, I can imagine inventing yellow.
Because, actually, I did.
Kristin Fellows 