Saturday, March 14, 2015
Color Me Forgetful
Two weeks ago I lost this set of keys on the lawn in front of the vet. Distracted by my puppy, I apparently dropped them without even realizing I had done so.
I didn't find them until today, even though I had gone back several times to look for them. Why was I successful today? Because the snow was finally gone!
But what I want to mention is that I couldn't recall the color of that red and black carabiner thing. I kept thinking that it was either red or blue, but I wasn't sure which. What I've decided, over the years, is that I have a bad memory for colors, particularly if I haven't thought consciously about the color of something.
I don't really have trouble distinguishing colors. I pass color blindness tests.
But for some reason I don't understand at all,
I have trouble with color recall.
PS: Before I was seven, I saw a peeping tom out one of our apartment windows. A guy with a ladder in our back yard. I started talking to him, out the window, and he left in a hurry. The police questioned me about the color of his clothes, and I had no idea. I remember thinking what a poor witness I made.