dayspring early bright
a palette of green
spills across the pond
More pink here, if you please.
~ Franz Liszt
I’ve been working with some colorful photos for the past few days, trying to brighten and warm things up a little during these cold winter months.
If this photo looks familiar to you, there’s a good reason for that. It’s a repeat. But I like the fiery pink so much that I decided it was worth another look at it. It’s been tweaked a little since I last posted it, but not enough to make a big difference. Instead, just enough to bring out the pink a little more.
(Floating on the colorful reflections.)
Learn to pause … or nothing worthwhile will catch up to you.
~ Doug King
(Pair of tangerines. 2007.)
Osh over at Deaf Pagan Crossroads emailed me with a request for the color orange. Here ya go, Osh. Orange, in all its glory. Well… maybe not all. But some of its glory.
I don’t know why I put off orange for so long. It’s not as if I hate the color or anything. In fact, I’m quite fond of it, especially this time of year. (To be honest, the real reason I put off orange was because it takes me a ridiculously long time to put these things together and I haven’t had much in the way of spare time now that I’m not forced to rest because of pain/illness.)
(Guy in orange jacket. 2007.)
As I was going through my photographs looking for orange (a color that’s not at all difficult to spot!), I was surprised to find that orange likes to hang around with other colors more often than not.
(Orange in a rainbow. 2008. © Robin)
(Spots of orange in fall foliage. Pennsylvania. 2007.)
Oh sure, it occasionally stands out all by itself…
(Mini-pumpkin before the cats mangled it. 2007.)
(Bigger pumpkins. 2007.)
(Biggest pumpkin. 2007)
But in most of my photos orange is buddying up to some other color or colors.
(Orange and yellow flowers. 2008)
(Raindrops on pink petunias. 2007)
More pink here, if you please. ~ Franz Liszt
I hadn’t intended to make pink the next color in the color series, but I was reminded via email that the Race for the Cure in Cleveland is coming up soon. It usually takes place in October, but they moved it to mid-September this year. I suspect that’s because it’s been cold, rainy and/or snowy, and windy on race day over the past few years. There’s a better chance for good weather (no snow) in mid-September.
M and I usually participate in the 5k Race for the Cure. We won’t be doing it this year because we’ll be heading back east that weekend to pick up the rest of our stuff (finish the move home), and have one more visit with family and friends before we get completely settled back into the routines of life, work, and home.
In addition to the Race for the Cure, the color pink reminds me of spring, little girls, cotton candy, bubble gum and the London Financial Times (the pages are a stand-out shade of pink (salmon) that I found odd when I first saw the Financial Times while riding the Tube because I never would have associated pink with financial news).
(Spring blossoms. 2007)
Kermit may have been on to something when he sang about how it’s not easy being green. Finding green is easy enough.
(Grass on the hill. 2006)
(A green day on the Brandywine. 2007)
(Raindrops on a flower petal. Photo by Robin. 2007)
My one and only color request is for the color purple.
I thought purple would be easy because it just so happens purple is my favorite color. That should mean that I have lots and lots of photos of purple. Right?
Wrong. Purple is rarer than I thought. It’s not that I can’t find it anywhere, but it’s not nearly as abundant in life as the greens, reds, yellows, blues, and browns. Even the grays put in more appearances than purple. Perhaps that’s what makes it so special — its rarity.
(Lilacs. Photo by Robin. 2007)