Accurately named.

"My word!" as the Australians say, but it was a stunning color, that blue.

Deep, strong, rich, exquisite; towering and majestic masses of blue--a softly luminous blue, a smouldering blue, as if vaguely lit by fires within.

It extinguished the blue of the sky--made it pallid and unwholesome, whitey and washed-out.
A wonderful color--just divine.
A resident told me that those were not mountains; he said they were rabbit-piles.

And explained that long exposure and the over-ripe condition of the rabbits was what made them look so blue.