Yesterday, while driving, my daughter was chatter-boxing her way
through her wishes to have a dress for each season.
"Like the little girl in the orange book . . ."
(one of the best children's books ever I might add) . . .
"That she has a dress for every season, it would be so fun . . . "
I held my tongue over the fact she has numerous dresses for every season.
I am assuming she was fantasizing (I often did as a child) of the simplicity ~
One dress for each season, nothing more. I was quite enchanted by simplicity.
I never gave up dolls or clothes to only have one, but I found the notion quite romantic.
Anyway, she then proceeded to describe the colors of each dress.
" Should spring be green and yellow? I think spring should be green and yellow."
She later changed it to pink and purple, but green and yellow stuck with me.
Tonight while preparing dinner I realized how bright the yellow-orange
of the egg yolks were, and how green the fresh picked kale was . . .
Yellow and green, such a springtime meal.
My daughter was right, spring really is filled with yellow and green.
Yellow chicks ~ Green grass
Yellow flowers ~ Green stems
Yellow dress ~ Green meadow
Can you think of anymore?
Happy yellow and green springtime ~ Marica