Today I am feeling yellow. The palest lemon sorbetto, the sunlight on my laundry curtain, the butter in the dish. Colours evoke emotions, and yellow is today’s winner.
It is September, and the air feels thin this morning. The weeds and grass have gone to seed, the leaves are curling on the hydrangea, and pale yellow sunshine peeks through the trees.
Starting this blog with this simple message seems fitting. I will ponder this for awhile and see if the mood strikes to write more, or leave well enough alone.
There is no hurry, no plan, nor rules. I am feeling yellow, and all is as it should be.