Yellow is my Y word for today's ABC Wednesday.
Young Dean, my first grandson, was only eight last summer when he asked to borrow my camera during our train ride from Yerushalaim to Tel Aviv.
In his mind he saw the beauty of this still life and made one of his first photographs.
Just his yellow hat, my camera case, and the new glasses I had bought him--it would not have occurred to me to take a picture of these common objects.
But Dean is the artist, not me.
And how he kept a steady hand as the train swayed I'll never know.