Colour my world pretty.....

Isn't colour beautiful?  Almost any colour you choose to pick, it's beautiful; just because it is, or because you connect it to something or someone or some place in your life that encompasses something uniquely special to yourself or your family.

Colour can be felt, tasted and imbibed.  It fills one's senses, pervades one's very being and if you're sufficiently tuned in to your very heart of hearts, it will lighten your whole existence and enhance every fibre of your being.

Colour became of greater significance to me when I began to sew and make my own clothes, my mother having decided it was time for me to take on this chore, when she had to make clothes for my younger sisters, of which I had three and one elder sister.  So my mother was always busy.

So began my journey of discovery of the wonder of fabric and the delicious sensation of colour - colour me beautiful indeed.

As a girl, my favourite colour was pink, sweet, sweet pink, in all its glorious manifestations.  My bedroom was papered with rose pink and white striped paper and sprigged with tiny rosebuds of a deeper pink hue.  All the paintwork, door, skirting boards, window frame and ceiling were painted a paler shade of pink and when my bedroom door was closed, I was totally enfolded in it's pink, sweet cocoon, and my surroundings filled me with an immense delight.

Staying with a favourite Aunt in Lancashire and going shopping....don't you just love to shop?..........I found this wonderful double-faced fabric; one side pink with blue spots and the other side, blue with pink sports.  A soft and smooth woollen material just perfect for making into a simple skirt and jacket; I was in seventh heaven, barely able to contain my excitement at the thought of making up this beautiful cloth.

On another occasion, I found some amazingly glorious silky pink and white stripped fabric which I turned into a rather sophisticated backless top with  a high front collar and long ties at the waist.  Oh gosh how perfectly wonderful was that garment?

Well, I thought so!  I continued on my pink odyssey for many a year until, that is, I discovered red.  And Laura Ashley dresses with pie crust collars, high gathered long sleeves with frilled cuffs, full long skirts, made up in a lovely array of fabrics

This evening, while driving out to look for a lost glove in a local wood, and to give Alice another walk, I found myself travelling into a pink and blue skyline - all sky-blue-pink and baby blue, against a pale creamy-pale mushroom sky.   Late afternoon on a warm spring-like Saturday afternoon, relaxed and positive after a good piano lesson, I was entirely receptive to the pink magic unfolding before me.

Colour is there all around us, every day of our lives, if we are open to its delightful warmth, simplicity and sophistication, if we have but eyes to appreciate its many and varied hues, its rainbow arc above us, and the myriad spectrum of colour beneath our footfall.

Just see what colour inspires your thoughts tomorrow, you may be thrilled by your discoveries!

Of course, there have been other hues on my palette - remind me to describe them to you sometime?

Daisy