I hadn’t wanted to mention it, but the leaves are turning. The old fogey in me is saying, “But the summer has gone so quickly, it can’t be fall already!” Indeed those lazy, hot days have passed hastily and that season is almost gone! In just a few days it will be the equinox again with the hours of day the same as the hours of night…and the world is getting ready. New colors are everywhere, preparing to dazzle us before they fade and leave us with the drab brown of winter.
This winter I am going to go on a search for colors among the shades of neutral. It will be something to look forward to.
But in the meantime, I’m ready for the wild palette of autumn. Let ‘er rip!!
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That’s a great challenge for winter! Looking for bright spots in the neutral palette of grays, browns, black, and white. I’m not a fan of winter but each year try to motivate myself to pay attention to it just as I do to each day in warmer months. Perhaps looking for the more subtle shades and finding solace in them, using the quieter season for more reflection, will help! Thanks for the thought — Rosemary Carstens
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Anne,
A good idea to look for shades amidst the neutral. The eskimos have practically made a science of it. But we Coloradans have such vivid colors, all winter, all the time. It’s a blessing. Still, I’m going to join you this winter in paying attention to the subtle. And, in the meantime, I’m with you. Fall, let ‘er rip!
Melanie
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Rosemary and Melanie,
I am happy to know that others will be attending to the subtle palette of winter when it comes…but we don’t want to rush it, do we??
Anne
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I’m one of those people who really can’t stand summer. I’m fine with the early vestiges of the season, but the later months of plus 90 degree days leave me hiding in the darkened, air-conditioned rooms of my house. I’m ready for cool fall days, fuzzy, fluffy sweaters, wool socks and ankle-high, knee-high and somewhere in-between boots.
I hadn’t really thought of all the colors still around in winter. Once we’re done with brilliant gold of changing Aspens, I tend to think of winter as being very black and white, but I guess that’s not true at all. Some of the most spectacular sunsets I’ve seen have been found coming home from skiing in the high-country.
I’d like to follow your lead this winter and see how much I can discover.
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Shari,
I know what you mean about extreme heat, but then I’m a recluse in any sort of extreme weather.
How wonderful to think of all of us out there attending to life in the winter, observing the colors, seeing things we may have overlooked, remembering how the same spots looked in seasons past! Feel free to come back to share your experiences!
Anne
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I treasure living in a four-season place and I enjoy the arrival of each one. Just when one seems to be going on and on, another arrives — sometimes slowly, sometimes abruptly and sometimes in fits and starts. I’m hoping for another grandly snowy winter in the high country.
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Claire,
And didn’t we have a grandly snowy winter last year here in the Foothills?
This coming winter? It will be what it will be…but let’s not rush it…
Anne
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Yes, winter is the season of visual contrasts, but no longer colors. Light falls long now, lengthening shadows, illuminating shapes. I love the crispness, clarity but there is a sadness to the shorter days, true.
Sweaters please!
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Yes, I was noticing on a walk at dusk just how unsaturated the colors were…everything much closer to gray…and I thought it looked more “wintery” than in bright daylight. Each season has its own appeal, but for me, cooler definitely feels better at the moment.
Anne
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