Spring colors Thursday

One of my green photos was a Green Day highlight!

Today is purple for Poppytalk Spring Color Week!

I actually took this one today, for this project, which I am a little bit ashamed to admit is something I have not done so far this week. I kept meaning to, but the weather has been wicked fickle, the second I realize there’s some good light, a giant black cloud blows in. I do not exaggerate, it was been careening back and forth from freezing and gloomy to brilliantly sunny in the space of 15 minutes all week. Plus there’s been some insane wind.

Anyway. The rosary came from a bag of rosaries I bought at the first estate sale of the grand Alameda dame who owned my lovely triangle corner house over on Gibbons. The hankies — which are painted, not embroidered — are from the antiques fair, a bundle of them in a satin, padding hankie case inside a box with some girl-pirate wrapping paper that I was oohing over a bit but not thinking about buying until the seller said ONE DOLLAR. Who can resist that.

Last May Day some friends had the idea to celebrate International Workers’ Day with a visit to a local organic farm. We picked strawberries in the rain next to the Pacific Ocean and I was astounded by the size of the coastside clover flowers.

My daughter started attending Girls Rock Camp in Portland its second year in existence, 2002. In 2008, she moved on up to counselorhood with the brand-new camp here in the Bay Area. That’s her in the back, playing the lunchtime show [which is really, really cool — lunchtime shows when she was a camper included Peaches, Sleater-Kinney, The Gossip, and The Decemberists] and one of her campers rocking out. Girls are so freaking awesome. If you have one, I can’t recommend anything more highly than rock camp. Seriously.

We moved from a downtown penthouse apartment in the heart of Oakland to a quasi-suburban house a couple years ago. I hadn’t had contact with a garden since the 1980s and had never planted a single thing except an avocado seed, but the second we signed the lease, I ran out and bought a passionflower, dug up some earth, and there you go: I was a gardener. Who knew.

Even with tags, I still have no idea what this flower is. I went through a macro phase and this was one of those efforts. I love the color combo here, the lavender and green all bokeh-ed out with a sliver of petal in focus.