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Friday, August 22, 2008

Changing colors

Certain species of hydrangea can be forced to change color, pink to blue or vice versa. It has to do with the amount of acid in the soil, which the ambitious gardener can of course modify quite easily. I'm not sure why one would want to do this, aside from a sudden switch in political orientation, but there it is. What color are Joe Lieberman's hydrangeas?

On a bigger scale, I wonder if a place can change a person's affect. Say a friendly Midwesterner moves to New York: does she become suspicious, insular, and acid-tongued? And if a Bostonian decides to live in Indiana, does he slowly go back to the basics? I think it would be great to look in the mirror and see yourself in a new color - then you can truly assess if where you came from is worth going back to, if the place that originally made you is your true color. If not, fine. Take on a new color. But at least you'll know that the global village nonsense is not for you.

And if someone lived half his life in the Midwest, half of his life in Boston, and then has the chance to live much of the time in Maine? All the colors of the rainbow appear at once.

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