Don’t you just love this color? I love it. For me, it’s the all about fall. On that note, it’s coming, do you feel it? There is a hint of orange in the air. Pumpkins are turning this glorious shade. Leaves are growing dull, changing, thinking of autumn glory, their final mark of splendor.
There’s something cheery about it, isn’t there? Think of all of the shades: deep carrot orange, atomic tangerine, burnt orange, peach, orange peel, pumpkin, persimmon, vermilion, rust! There’s Pinceton organge and tangelo! The options are endless…
Orange is nature’s final gift… such a simple thing, but so satisfying.
I even like orange when it’s disgusting carrot goo, but I might have a soft spot crazy loon who has no carrot manners. Oh, I love orange.
Thanks for the orange uplift this AM. I’m feeling brighter already. (Love those orange particles between the teeth or no teeth. That Rachel is as sweet as an orange popsicle, or how about a creamsicle? Remember those?)
Glad you’re back MJ. I’ve missed you! Rachel has just turned seven and she’s been having some growing pains… it’s a good thing she’s a stitch.
Fall is coming, and yes, I can feel it.
David this morning started the wood stove — or as I like to call it, “Step 1 for a chimney fire”. Men! Thousands of years of technological innovation so we can generate heat easily and cleanly, and he thinks the best thing is to burn wood like a caveman.
Under normal circumstances I would give such a person a hampster, except in this case it would (obviously) backfire.
We have the pellet stove going right now! I, too, felt opposed to such madness but I’ve grown weak as the summer moves along. Go buy a hamster, you know that you want one!
Did you know that orange wasn’t even the name of the colour for until the 14th/15th century? Orange, as we know it, used to be red or yellow-red. That’s why people with “orange” hair are called redheads.
Just a tidbit for you.