A gentle sky. The leaves softly float to the ground. And still there are the subtle, almost wistful colors of autumn. So many variations. So much to absorb. The sadness of hydrangeas. The final glory of peonies. Hostas sinking back to earth. The longing of distant trees. So much to see. So few words. Let me begin.




What do you think? What colors do you long for?

Another day in March--cloudy, grey. We are having what the weather people so politely call "a wintry mix." Personally I can think of other words for it. But this is after all a family blog so you can add your own descriptive terms--OK? Besides--today I will pack my van for the Paradise City Arts Festival in Marlborough this week-end. For me, this show is the definition of spring and I can hardly wait.

Instead I want to discuss the color or shall I say colour yellow. I was just on a wonderful chat where I learned that "Appreciation" is the tone for 2011 and yellow is the color of the year, at least in Great Britain. Don't you love it? Yellow--that wonderfully complex bright happy color is color of the year. Don't believe me--check out this wonderful blog site from--of course--Great Britain--here. Just look at all the wonderful yellows she uses, a soft greyed yellow. Black and that wonderful yellow with a bit of blue. Not sure I agree that yellow should not be used in the bedroom--but that is me.

I check out the etymology of the word yellow in my OED. Of course, this is a word that goes way way back. Think of how important gold was. Gold, yellow. The color of egg yolks and buttercups. Essential.  Both gold and yellow seem to come from the same root. Interesting--it used to have a meaning of jealous. Yellow press--sensationalism.

For those who know my work, I  love to use splashes of yellow. Think of that wonderful block in october sun echoing out through the quilt.



The hint of yellow in last light. Doesn't it define the piece?