"They took a simple picnic. Fresh brown bread, white Wensleydale cheese, crimson radishes, yellow butter, scarlet tomatoes, round bright green Granny Smiths and a bottle of miracle water. They took no books….They walked down through flowering lanes. The high hedges were thick with dog-roses, mostly a clear pink, sometimes white, with yellow-gold centers dusty with yellow pollen. These roses were intricately and thickly entwined with rampant wild honeysuckle, trailing and weaving creamy flowers among the pink and gold."
Color is powerful.
It's one of the very first descriptors people reach for when they tell a story. Try describing the appearance of your house, your children, your favorite coffee mug--without color. Difficult, isn't it? Think about your childhood. Chances are, your memories are infused with color. I know mine are. I remember the hazy blue-green of spearmint in the garden, and my mother's long auburn hair.
Color influences our lives in ways we can hardly even imagine. Why not put your best colors forward?