My writing seems to color the world deeper shades of interesting when I’m feeling life’s bitter sweetness. Today, I’m happy. Not just content, but pop out of your skin happy. And everything I try to write reads pink… cotton candy, artificial sweetener pink. Ick! So, you’ll have to suffer through with me until some rain washes away the sticky and drops a little melancholy back on my palette. For now… here’s a brush of sweet happy from my home:
Crocuses popping in my front yard
Sweet siblings
Open doors and muddy children
What color are you today?



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