Years ago, I read books by Don Aslett, a man who grew a college cleaning job into a huge cleaning supply industry
and authored several books about housecleaning, starting a business, organizing, de-cluttering, writing, and public speaking. You can find some of his books in libraries, bookstores, and of course, on Amazon. In one book (and most likely some others), he talked about how much of modern life is overkill; we have, and consistently seek, more, more, more, and more. He specifically mentioned paint colors. And, most pointedly, green. He quoted a number (and I am so very sorry that I cannot recall what exactly it was, but it was HUGE, in the hundreds), of how many colors of green paint one could buy at a paint store. “You don’t need that many greens,” he said. “There aren’t that many greens.”
Well, I’ve just returned from a trip to Eastern Tennessee, Western North Carolina, and the Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia. And, as much as I respect Don Aslett, I think he might be wrong.
The North Carolina Visitor’s Center, on east-bound I-40
Shepherdstown and Bakerton, West Virginia
You can see, I’m sure, Mr. Aslett’s point.
Still…
God spoke: “Earth, green up! Grow all varieties
of seed-bearing plants,
Every sort of fruit-bearing tree.”
And there it was.
Earth produced green seed-bearing plants,
all varieties,
And fruit-bearing trees of all sorts.
God saw that it was good.
It was evening, it was morning—
Day Three.
Genesis 1:11-13
*The Title is a reference to Sesame Street’s Kermit the Frog’s signature song, “It’s Not Easy Being Green.”