Rhapsody in Blue

My uncle was a concert pianist. The last time I saw him alive was at an outdoor concert he played with a symphony orchestra. They played Gershwin’s “Rhapsody in Blue.” It has been a favorite of mine since then.

I gave it that name because the glass building known as the Indianapolis Artsgarden reflects the blue sky. It is surrounded by high rise buildings of different colors. It is though there is a symphony of sights as you look upwards, and the Artsgarden sings out in blue.

The sun shines bright, the orange and white buildings stretch upward. The blue structure starts it’s solo as the sunlight begins to illuminate it.