Or better still--I'll call you all via blog-phone. Listen in. Eavesdrop. Be amazed. Be happy. Just be here, like pulling up a raggedy and most comfortable chair in the candle-lit living room of a house we all share.
The house color has been chosen: 65% Spun Sugar. The trim: Nacre. The door--well, that's the mystery of the week. I have a line of sample quarts standing in my front yard now like a procession of fat little girls at a wedding.
As I've been exploring paint this entire week--that and door mats and mail boxes and house numbers and fans--I'm remembering the time we all wrote about colors, how much it matters: color. How much the name of the color matters.
Some people may put themselves to sleep counting sheep--or making plans for snails. Or conjuring up drink recipes. But this month, at least, I put myself back into dreaming mode by naming the colors: bluestone, dune grass, paradise valley, Maine shore, Carolina Sky. I can imagine writing a book, each chapter named a paint color!
Strawberry Field meets Twist of Lime.
Skydive Blue meets Tree Frog Green.
7 comments:
Fat girls at a wedding! Superb image.
Yes! That was my favorite line, too, Deb! Love the entire piece, Linda- love the idea of chapters named paint colors...very cool.
Oh, and Linda, you can call me at 3AM anytime- I'm usually up, and if I'm not, the phone is turned to vibrate... :)
Maybe my problem is that my study is painted "sawdust"...
Janet, Your study is painted SAWDUST? For real? DIdn't they have STARDUST, for Pete's sake?
O.K. Janet started it, but I can't resist: cow-dung, hay-seed, red-neck, residue?
I really cannot stop: Fanta Orange, Big-Red? ( I actually saw buildings painted those colors today)
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