“Oh Jacob, look at this place. It’s so serene, so idyllic,” Eileen said.
“I’m glad you like it, Eileen,” Jacob said, beaming. “I camp out here a few times each summer. It’s like my secret getaway. But this is the first time I’ve ever brought anyone here with me.”
“I’m honored, Jacob, that you’d share your secret place with me,” Eileen said, grabbing Jacob’s hand and squeezing it tightly. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen colors like these. The tree trunks and the ground by the water’s edge have a lavender tint to them. It’s so unusual.”
“What are you talking about, Eileen?” Jacob asked.
Eileen pointed to the tree right in front of them. “Look, Jacob,” she said, “it has a purplish, iridescent glow.”
“Eileen, sweetie,” Jacob said. “take off your rose-colored sunglasses.”
Eileen reached up and removed her sunglasses and said, “Oh, right.”
Written for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt.