After a few weeks of spring-like weather while visiting my parents, what a big reality check to fly home, right into the biggest snow storm of winter so far.
I'm actually a big fan of snow, just not snow in the city.
If you're sitting indoors with a steaming cup of cocoa watching it fall and blanket the grey concrete jungle, it's all very nice and quite lovely. But you know that at some point you'll have to venture out there..where the traffic is horrendous and half the population have yet to install their snow tires, lulled into a false sense of security by our milder than usual winter this year.
The temperatures have gotten a little milder over the last few days but the heavens have given us nothing but dark overcast skies.
Just when the sun seems to have won the fight and warmth starts to spread through the city
the clouds roll in once more, darker and heavier..it's been downright dreary.
I was starting to get a little nutty for colour so I went and bought some tulips.
On our many walks around the city, I've been on the lookout for happiness in the form of some much needed colour therapy.
It's such a welcome sight amongst the droves of darkly dressed city slickers,
fantastic splashes of colour worn in such a helter skelter way that it brings a smile and perhaps even a giggle to one's day.
There was a girl standing at the bus stop yesterday who was such a marvelous blinding sight!
Dressed from head to toe in shades of pink and purple, lavender to magenta, aubergine to fuchsia..all matching her crimson hued locks perfectly. Leo had his pointer finger out (it's his new thing lately, pointing at this thing and that all day long, it's been terribly difficult trying to stay attentive and responsive to all his pointings...) and this girl laughed out loud and waved at him as we passed by her on the other side of the street.
We need more people like her in this city.
So in an effort to being some colourful cheer into our home, last night I dug around in my sewing room and finally found the bundles of vintage Japanese kimono silk my mother gave me many years ago. The pieces are all too small and scattered to make anything of substantial size but I finally have the perfect little project.
Made of sterling, coral and vintage, crimson kimono silk.
A wonderful combination of metal and silk, steeped in some family history.
xo Blue Gnome
Sterling, coral, vintage kimono silk
xo Blue Gnome