I felt a little purple this morning. It’s a regular feeling, I suppose. I received a college alumni magazine from my alma mater and I had completely forgotten that their colors were purple and gold!
I decked myself out for work in a lovely new purple shirt and a new hand-made necklace that was given to me as a gift from one of my blog buddies.
I must say how touched I am by the kindness and generosity of people I’ve met thus far via my blog. I don’t expect a thing – except for good manners, I guess, but I have found the blogosphere to be quite kind for the most part. I’m grateful for that.
Do you know how hard it is to take a lovely photo of a beautiful hand-made gift and not ruin it by including a peculiar wrinkle right next to a double surgical scar in the same vicinity as the necklace?
I won’t say who sent me the thoughtful gift, but when I wear it, I feel like dancing on a blade of grass. And if that sweet person wants to leave a comment to give away their identity, that’s fine with me.
I’m “in the pink” in my purple today! (Have to get it out of my system before I head to Indianapolis where I will inundated with blue and white this weekend.