Brown

Never a frown

With Golden Brown

~”Golden Brown” by The Stranglers

I love the color brown, golden or otherwise.

It’s the color of many a tree trunk, leaves that have fallen, lots of rocks/stones/boulders, my desk, good clean dirt, and a large percentage of my wardrobe. It’s also the color of decay. But even with this on its resume, I still love the color brown.  And then there is my absolute favorite of favorites (outside of my husband, that is) and a lot of other peoples’ favorites, you-gotta-know-where-this-is-headed, the magnificent, the nearly magical and unearthly satisfying chocolate. Be still my heart.

For chocolate alone, brown would be one of my top three colors. Perhaps even number one. Depends on the day.

Here’s some brown for your day.

Beautiful fallen boulder that allowed me passage on our hike. Joshua Tree, California

Beautiful fallen boulder that allowed me passage on our hike.
Joshua Tree, California

 

Some kind of seed pod. Perhaps one of you nature buffs will know what it is. It caught my eye, but it didn't tell me what its called. That's okay. We didn't know each other very well. Joshua Tree, California

Some kind of seed pod. Perhaps one of you nature buffs will know what it is. It caught my eye, but apparently the feeling wasn’t mutual.  So, it didn’t tell me what its called. That’s okay. We didn’t know each other very well.
Joshua Tree, California

 

Decaying in blossom I spoted on a street corner. If I can have even half this grace in my aging process, I'd be thrilled. Nature does it all so uh, naturally. Nature doesn't fight the inevitable. Solvang, California.

Decaying blossom I spotted on a street corner. If I can have even half this grace in my aging process, it will be thrilling. Nature does it all so uh, naturally. Probably because nature doesn’t fight the inevitable. Or at least, not that we know of.
Solvang, California.

I didn’t manage to take any photos of chocolate. It doesn’t last long enough in our house to have its picture taken. True story.

Looking Up at Ceilings

I’m gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I’m gonna live like tomorrow doesn’t exist, like it doesn’t exist
I’m gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I’m gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

~Sia, “Chandelier”

The Oaks Hotel ~ Alnwick, Northumberland

Dirty Dick’s Pub ~ Edinburgh

Wynn Hotel ~ Las Vegas

Edinburgh Castle ~ Edinburgh

Excalibur Hotel ~ Las Vegas

Sia’s painfully exquisite piece “Chandelier” is about partying to excess. I’m about as far away from a “party girl” as one can possibly be, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy a good chandelier. Given the opportunity (which has eluded me thus far), I doubt I’d swing from one, either. Doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate their beauty, regardless of how many (too-many-to-count) stares and murmurs I may encounter whilst looking up at ceilings.

Circles

I’ve got a dance, I ain’t got no steps

I’m going to let the music move me around.

~Billy Preston, “Will It Go Round in Circles”

Circles are everywhere. Some become our life and we simply end up going around and around…and around. Never really going anywhere. Not terribly productive, but hey, you can burn a few calories that way. Or you could take a left. Get inside the circle. Then again, maybe you want to take a right. Get out of the circle. Hmm…now that sounds interesting.

Beginning the Walk Circle. In the beginning there was a circle. And it wanted to be stayed within.

Beginning Circle. In the beginning there was a circle. And it wanted to be stayed within.

Not only can a mile be crooked. Circles can be a wonky as well.

Sheered Circle. Not only miles can be crooked. Circles can be as well. Although, I wouldn’t try to walk this circle. A sad road to follow is one that can only be fed by the destruction of others. 

Some circles are pretty fancy...but don't let them fool you. The fancy ones are still only circles.

Pretty Fancy Circle. Some circles are pretty fancy and costly. These can astonish us, hypnotize us, and make us envious…but don’t let them fool you. The fancy ones are still only circles. Circles that we are meant to wash our hands in. 

Mmm...and some circles are just yummy. Pie. Not just for math.

Better-Than-Pi-Circle. Pi isn’t just for math. Add an “e” at the end and watch the wonders unfold. This is a sugary, tempting circle. There are a lot of these out there. Make sure to pick up or pass by the right one (or ones). 

Yum circles are so good, I had to add another one. This is beginnings of  homemade caramels. Do you see the swirly heavy-cream couple in the center? You never know what you'll find inside a circle. So, don't just walk round and round it. Look inside.

Caramel Couple Circle. See what I mean? Circles made up with sugar are so good, I had to add another one. This is the beginning of homemade caramels. Do you see the swirly, heavy-creamy couple in the center? You never know what you’ll find inside a circle. So try not to merely walk around and around it. Look inside.

Dangerous Circle. These go by many names, but the bottom line is that these are never as easy to get out of as into. Remember that before you stick your head through the barbed wire.

Dangerous Circle. These go by many names, but the bottom line is that these are never as easy to get out of as they are to get into. Remember that before you stick your head through the barbed wire.

Encircled Circle. Encircled is a warm word, yes? In this case, this circle of  corrugated plastic is protecting an oak sapling on its journey to growth. This is probably what we all deep down wish that all circles could be. Could this be why we keep going around and around and around? Perhaps we're looking for...a sense of safety, welcome, continuity, peace? Ah.

Encircled Circle. Encircled is a warm word, yes? In this case, this circle of corrugated plastic is protecting an oak sapling on its journey to growth. This is probably what we all deep down wish that all circles could be. Is this why we keep going around and around and around? Perhaps we’re looking for that sense of warmth, safety, welcome, continuity, peace. Ah. Yes.