Orange



Maybe it's the box of Satsumas
that's got me thinking this color.


But here's a color splash
of some of my "orange" photos
in the past year.

Comments

Bonnie Zieman, M.Ed. said…
Gorgeous!! When I was young I did not like orange or red much...now I LOVE them. Beautiful orange collage.
January 5, 2010 at 11:53 AM
sperlygirl said…
oh my goodness, how i love this color and paired with pink - even better! (and if you knew me you'd know i am so not a pink girl!)
January 5, 2010 at 12:10 PM
ELK said…
a pure delight here as usual meri!
January 5, 2010 at 12:33 PM
normana53 said…
Hi Sis,

You "orranged" those pictures quite nicely.

Love you,

your warped brother!
January 5, 2010 at 1:38 PM
HeartFire said…
Gorgeous! I hope you're in our orange photo book!
January 5, 2010 at 5:52 PM
kendalee said…
Oooh lovely, lovely! One of my favourite colours - guaranteed to lift my spirits!
January 5, 2010 at 11:24 PM
A.Smith said…
So gorgeous, so beautiful in this gray day, particularly. Thank you again for being here, your words always make me feel like someone just brought me a cup of my favorite tea and a great book to spend my afternoon with.
January 6, 2010 at 9:44 AM
Relyn Lawson said…
This is stunningly, completely gorgeous. They are each amazing photos, but together they are WOW!
January 6, 2010 at 12:53 PM
Anonymous said…
Wanted to stop by to say Happy New Year, I haven't been visiting your blog for a while now, life has been busy....but, in 2010, I promise to stop by more.

Wishing you the best,
Donna

I love orange and I actually look good in the color orange.
January 6, 2010 at 1:28 PM
couragetocreatewriteandlove said…
i have been checking your pictures for a while, and oh my! delicious ;-)
hugs!
January 6, 2010 at 6:01 PM
Anonymous said…
what a happy bright colour.
January 7, 2010 at 6:41 AM
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