Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Brown

Brown is fur and feather, skin and hair. Brown to run your fingers through. Brown are eyes to get lost in. Brown are our rivers, turbid waters hiding secrets. Brown is soil, mud, mulch and manure. Brown is timber and mushrooms in many hues. Brown are seeds, bark, and dried leaves. Brown is a dead plant to mourn over. Brown is a sun baked lawn and a long hot summer.

Brown is baking, and chocolate, coffee and freshly cooked toast. Brown are wondrous spices, cinnamon, nutmeg, anise, cumin, coriander.
Brown is a joy to wrap your lips around. 
How now brown cow?




















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3 comments:

  1. You showed another side of brown, not usually one of my favorite . Loved the clips esp Mick in shiny pink suit.

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    1. Mick's outfit was really something. Even by his standards. Yes the colour didn't leap out at me as a favourite either. Took some thought to see its warm side.

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  2. I love your clips too. Thanks for doing all the hard work for me Kirsty!

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In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Margaret Atwood

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young