Wednesday, September 03, 2008
The Color Green
I love green. It is a soothing color. My walls are green - but soon to go gray and tones of gray. I feel like a gray, green, purple, gold palette. All around me in nature is lush and green. It just killed my soul out in Wyoming to be planted in the middle of dust. Yet, you can't take Wyoming out of me - I love the colors of the prairie in spring bloom - the purples, lavenders, golds, yellows, all shades of green, greenish gray.
Today, I patrolled my yard and, much to my delight, discovered the first year of banana bearing! There is an absolutely gorgeous bloom - look at THAT color! - with a bunch of baby 'nanas clustered around it. They are probably the length of my fingers and a lot fatter. The "bloom" is bodacious.
I also found a lone blooming gardenia - I wish I could blog the scent, it smells so heady and wonderful.
Grandson found a pine cone with its life aborted - the storm blew it off prematurely, but even in that raw, prickly plant is luscious green - tender and full of life.
Last, but not least, "H" found a great deal on a green chair - it was for the living room, but I dragged it to the study. I want to paint the walls a smoky purple and hang green, rabbit brush gold, and sagebrush purple flowered curtains and sew cushions. That's what I want. We'll see.
I can't seem to stop sleeping today. Living in on the perpetual edge of perpetual storms bringing rain, gloom, balmy wind, assorted lightning and tornado warnings is getting boring. I pray for friends up the east coast as the ornery twirling storms decide where they will light.