I suppose nearly everyone can name a favorite color. It’s usually the color we’re drawn to the most – the one that delights us or perhaps even defines us as a person.
If red or dark purple fascinate you, you might be bold or aggressive. If you fancy blues and greens, you like peaceful, calming effects. I imagine someone who favors orange is outgoing and extroverted.
If I have to choose a favorite color, yellow it is. I’m drawn to it like a bee buzzing around a succulent flower. Yellow just makes me jubilant all the way around. I find it cheerful, sunny, and just happy.
Because I love yellow, you might be inclined to think spring or summer are my favorite seasons. After all, those times of year are usually filled with abundant sunshine and brilliant yellow flowers breaking out in vibrant color.
But no, color me… autumn. Color me a mixed palette of yellows, reds, oranges, golds, and even browns splashed amidst green here and there.
Color me sunshine shimmering through the leaves of ever-changing trees creating a feast for my eyes.
Color me warm sunny days and cool frosty nights.
Color me acorns and crunchy leaves underfoot.
And color me blazing bonfires set against an inky night sky.
My favorite color – the hue of me – isn’t just one color at all. My favorite color is autumn. And I find my favorite color when I venture outside with my camera and allow my favorite color to encompass me.
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” ~ George Eliot
(A note from me: This is a re-post from my October 2013 blog; I thought it worthy of sharing once more. Autumn’s colors have not arrived yet in our area and I’m longing to see them.)