As the seasons of my life pass, so do the colors I use. For a long time chartreuse has ruled the roost, I've moved onto oranges and this swimming-pool-like color (I haven't found a name for it), not quite torquoise-not quite blue (see vase above). So, this flower arrangement represents my "new color mood". Last night at the beading fest I even had napkins to match the arrangement and the cookies in a frosted glass orange bowl. Admittedly, it is an obsession that I have proudly inherited from my father. I am going to redecorate (as soon as I can afford it) the baby's room in these colors.
*The beaders were happy and busy last night, a success, I think. They want to gather again to continue the madness.