This past end-of-Winter weekend (no snow here, but tempests of words and papers in closed-in Winter offices), a foray, filled with delighted anticipation, to bathe in fountains of colour – the wool-shop stuffed with bright arans and alpacas, cottons and cashmeres, twists and tweeds; the flower market famous for its orchids, azaleas, early daffodils and tulips. Too much, too soon! Drowning in colour and choice, I gasped and gulped and headed for shore, came away with fragrant pastel lavender and muted dark-red primulas, and with a small package of soft grey Peruvian alpaca yarn; left the riotous rainbow pleasures for another day.
4 comments:
What a perfect photo - the greyness shot with colour, the mechanical and man-made patterns vs a small but lovely spot of nature.
Hope you are easing into spring within as well as outside, Jean.
My favorite bunch of colors, dark red, purple, grey.
"soft grey Peruvian alpaca".....
YUMMMMMMMY!
tell us more, tell us more!
And you've been to the shop... such a treat :-)
Oh I know that overwhelmed feeling...
Lovely post and picture.
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