Winter, in all its monochrome glory, is now firmly entrenched in my backyard. Since my current view is something like the image to the left, I find myself longing for a bit of color.
What? There’s color in that there picture? Well of course there is! It’s just that it’s the color cast upon an ocean of snow by a setting sun, and it’s mostly blue. And white. And some sort of odd mixture of the two. It’s monochrome. And while it’s beautiful in its own way, it’s also boring.
I want color! Color that pops off the page, or better yet, color that pops out of the dreary winter landscape. I want color that makes my eyes sing and my heart soar, color that is so deep and rich and vibrant that it’s practically alive.
I’ve been trying to organize the scads of pictures that live on my computer and in so doing, I ran across these pretty, pretty pictures that I took last summer:
I wish the flowers they depict lived in my yard, but alas, they don’t. Actually, if they did, they probably wouldn’t be this beautiful because I’d have killed them all before they ever reached this glorious state. But I digress.
The one thing they have in common (aside from a complete lack of retouching) is that they are all full of color. Beautiful, vivid, eye-popping, heart-singing color. Because anything that makes your heart sing is something you should have more of.
Also? Spring is only ten weeks away. Just ten more weeks until that beautiful color will be mine to enjoy all over again.
What do you miss in the dreary slog of winter?
(c) 2015. All rights reserved.