As a kid with blue eyes and blonde hair, everything I wore seemed to be the color blue. So much blue! Too much blue! I really didn’t like it after awhile, but these days it is probably next to greens as a color I enjoy.
Looking through my photo archives this morning, I found a number of pictures I took in the local botanical garden one spring – a brilliantly blue sky with no clouds, but branches blooming and leafing out. This is when I love blue!
Meanwhile, blue denim sashiko continues!
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I like the curve of the branch and the flower against the deep blue sky.
Thanks, Anne. It’s dated 2010 with a Nikon D70!
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In my opinion, there can never be too much blue.
As long as you don’t feel that way all the time, I agree, Kathy!