Riot of Color

This year the front of the house is decorated in all kinds of colors.  A rainbow inspiration.

It's kind of fun, because there is a sense of excitement to see how the plants will look as they get bigger and fill in the pots and planters. 

The plants are:  zinnias, marigolds, dianthus, wave petunias, regular petunias, alyssum, grassy plants, another green plant that came back after last year, New Guinea impatiens, and a yellow flowering plant and a white flowering plant that I can't remember the names of.

So we have yellow, an orange-tone, red, white and cream colors all coming together.  The pots mimic the front garden plants which boast red, yellow, salmon and even some pink. 

Color has some an amazing effect on us -- rooms that soothe and calm, rooms that create energy and liveliness, and some rooms that combine some of both.

Color is an amazing gift to us.  God allowed some of the Garden of Eden to remain as a little peak of heaven, I always think.  Hope you are having fun at your house, mixing and planting.

We might even end up with more than three tomatoes this year.  You just never know.

By the way, for anyone who is interested -- the Canal Fulton Farmers' Market will be back, but in a new location.  It will be held at the Northwest Senior Citizens Center parking lot on Thursdays from 4-7 beginning in mid-July.  I'm going to check it out again as I always do, and hope that they are very successful in this endeavor.  It offers the residents in town and those outside of town a chance to get homegrown vegetables, and also to mix and mingle with old friends.

I don't have much to say this morning -- a little tired I guess.  We went to see our grandson, Jacob, play baseball.  When the kids are 10, six innings goes very slowly.  There are pitches that go in the dirt, and any number of them that whiz over the umpire's head.  There are walks aplenty, errors all over the field, and once in a while, something fairly spectacular happens.  But mostly, you just sit and in last night's case, get colder.  I wore shorts and sandals and that didn't turn out to be the best choice.  I would have been fine in jeans and tennis shoes.  It was beautiful weather, but with a breeze, there was just that bit of chill.  The best decision was that I did have a jacket along.

So around 8:00, we headed on home and I was glad.  The huge backup of traffic on I-77 that was coming south while we were heading north on the way to the game was gone.  We zipped farther south and into familiar territory, and when we pulled into the drive, there was this AHHH moment.  Home.

Take care, everyone.  I'll try to do better tomorrow. 

Karen