I don't have a (as in one) favorite color. Color is my favorite color -- all color. Here's my list of some favorite color moments. I wonder what your favorites are?
1. Green as in the greening of my world when the spring and summer rains come and the grass and leaves and flowers and bushes burst with green. I live in a bowl of green
2. The orange of fall leaves and pumpkins and curry spice in the market and the scarf Anna gave me
3. The blue bookends of sky and ocean from an airplane
4. The yellows and golds of the pine boards of my bedroom floor reflecting the shades I choose to be surrounded by
5. The brown of fresh-baked bread and crunchy dead leaves underfoot
6. The red of fireworks and tomatoes and that favorite dress and my too-fast car
7. The dark almost-black brown of the rain-soaked earth
8. The white of a wedding cake and sheets hanging on the line and cloud kangaroos and unicorns on a clear day
9. The kaleidoscope of color that is love – the grey of my Grandma’s hair, the brown of my son’s eyes, the same brown as my own, the black and tan Guinness and my dog Scruffy (may he rest in peace), the peaceful blues my mother is surrounded by (they match her eyes so well), the white stripe on a skunk’s back, the clever and amusing design of a God more creative than my imagination can embrace, as peaceful alternative to confrontation, warning all comers that there’s a cost to getting too close, for that, too, is love.
1. Green as in the greening of my world when the spring and summer rains come and the grass and leaves and flowers and bushes burst with green. I live in a bowl of green
2. The orange of fall leaves and pumpkins and curry spice in the market and the scarf Anna gave me
3. The blue bookends of sky and ocean from an airplane
4. The yellows and golds of the pine boards of my bedroom floor reflecting the shades I choose to be surrounded by
5. The brown of fresh-baked bread and crunchy dead leaves underfoot
6. The red of fireworks and tomatoes and that favorite dress and my too-fast car
7. The dark almost-black brown of the rain-soaked earth
8. The white of a wedding cake and sheets hanging on the line and cloud kangaroos and unicorns on a clear day
9. The kaleidoscope of color that is love – the grey of my Grandma’s hair, the brown of my son’s eyes, the same brown as my own, the black and tan Guinness and my dog Scruffy (may he rest in peace), the peaceful blues my mother is surrounded by (they match her eyes so well), the white stripe on a skunk’s back, the clever and amusing design of a God more creative than my imagination can embrace, as peaceful alternative to confrontation, warning all comers that there’s a cost to getting too close, for that, too, is love.
