A lovely article in Newsweek reminded me of a favorite crayon color, burnt Siena, so named for the city that glows in afternoon sun, as if the very air thickens and shimmers with gold.
A sojourn in Ronn's community garden, made me see blueberry anew. Think blueberry and the mind's eye sees blue, dusty and deepening with ripeness toward purple. But blue isn't the only color. Include lime, rose, amber, blush, aqua, celadon, mauve, pink. The colors glow like Japanese lanterns, bursting with icy tartness tempered by warm sweetness.
Siena reminded me of a color I love, and Ronn's blueberries made me fall in love with a color palette for the first time.
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