I love color. Who doesn’t?
My entire Kingdom is full-up with color. In fact, I insist on it- for all the Castle parties, boat rides with the swans, and tables laid groaning from fresh plucked abundance.
But I have always been adverse to the color purple.
It makes my skin crawl (like the time that pesky dragon tried to lick me), and reminds me of bruises (I’ve had to defend the Kingdom a time or two), and makes me look O-L-D (all my gowns are red).
Once, I painted a stateroom a soft lavender and all of my visiting dignitaries had nightmares (Not good when you’re attempting to craft a trade agreement.)
So, no purple for me.
However, the other day, on a carriage ride through the serfdom, I saw purple in a whole new light- or rain.
It was the only color that saluted through the mist.
Maybe I should revisit the…
|Beautiful jumble of
|Balcony edge banners fly high
on Magazine Street
|Even the RTA
is in on the act.