Oh, The Places You’ll Blog*

*with humble apologies to Dr. Seuss.

It’s day eleven of Blogging University: Blogging 101. With two weeks down and one to go, I’ve learned a lot.

Today’s assignment is to

publish a post based on your own, personalized take on a blogging prompt.

The prompt is

Places: beach, mountain, forest, or somewhere else entirely?

Where Am I?

Where Am I?

When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
Love’s Labours Lost (5.2.900-4)

In 1989, single and unencumbered, I flew to Europe with a backpack and stayed for two months. I traveled mostly by train, but also by bus and boat. The best days were those spent on foot, exploring small towns, large cities and everything in between. I covered ten countries in all, including most of the British Aisles as well as France, Belgium, Germany, Spain and Switzerland.

I traveled on a shoe string, working from a copy of Let’s Go Europe. Staying in youth hostels made the trip affordable and fun. I met travelers from around the world and in addition to their good company, I learned about other places to stop along the way.

It seems a life time ago, and of course in many ways it is. I’ve since married and had two boys, started a small organizing business and moved to San Jose. When I look at this photo, though, all the memories come back. Photographs, much like music or a certain smell, have a way of transporting you back in time. I remember buying the dress I’m wearing and the sweater to go with it. Those comfortable, ubiquitous sandals carried me everywhere. It was a thrill to step foot in this aging town and to learn more about its history.

A woman I met at one of the youth hostels snapped this photo on a warm, July day. Then we explored the sites together. We were still buying rolls of film in those days and developing them at a nearby drug store. It was here that I bought the first of many travel patches that I would later sew on my backpack.

Of course lots of the memories are lost with the years. Sometimes I want to peer outside of the photos edge, to see what might be there.  I remember arriving but not departing and I don’t remember any of the meals. I wonder if I’m really that close to the river’s edge or is it simply an artifact of the camera’s lens?

What I do know is this: Traveling alone on another continent was one of the most enriching experiences of my life. There were times when I was lonely, cranky and scared, but they were far outweighed by the interesting people I met along the way and the tremendous sense of independence that comes from finding your way in a distant land.  I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Can you guess where I am from these clues?

 

 

Color Me Green with Envy

green collageGreen is the prime color of the world and that from which its loveliness arises.
– Pedro Calderon de la Barca

No argument from me here. I’ve always loved green, which comes in handy when you’re a gardener. It’s pretty hard to grow a garden without it.

I see no reason to stop with the garden though. I liberally sprinkle green throughout my home.  Just last week I replaced the broken clock in the bathroom with a retro-inspired vintage green clock. It goes beautifully with the green tile. One of the walls in my home office is a muted green and I’m pretty sure half of my wardrobe is green too. It’s handy when you’re getting dressed, because everything goes together. I still tease my husband that when he came to pick me up on our first date in a green car he pretty much sealed the deal.

According to Color Matters:

Green is no longer just a color, but the symbol of ecology and a verb.

Since the beginning of time, green has signified growth, rebirth, and fertility. In pagan times, there was the “Green Man” – a symbol of fertility.  In Muslim countries, it is a holy color and in Ireland, a lucky color. It was the color of the heavens in the Ming Dynasty.

Have you ever thought about your favorite color and why it appeals to you? My sister’s favorite color is purple and my husband’s, blue. My dearest friend loves aqua so much that it feels like part of her personality.

When I was pregnant with my second son, my then-3-year old decided that his brother’s favorite color would be yellow. My oldest son loves orange, and the people around him loved blue, green and red, so he figured his brother would ‘inherit’ the color yellow. With his limited world experience, he figured only one favorite color per person. That still makes me smile.

My Sweet Tangled Bird curated a beautiful post this week entitled, Color Inspiration – Lucite Green. She’s pulled together exquisite examples of  Pantone’s Lucite Green, a trending color this spring. She included a gorgeous owl piece from artist Michelle Morin that had me returning to her post again and again. The art left me breathless.

Our blogging 101 assignment for today: write a post that builds on one of the comments we left the day before on a blog we’ve never followed. The idea behind this is to:

  • Your blog is shaped by your own thinking and by your interactions with others, and building on someone else’s post expands your own ideas.
  • If you thought the original post was worth commenting on, that means it struck a nerve — it’s a topic people are interested in reading about.
  • Responding and linking to other blogs adds to the fabric of the blogosphere, and actually helps other bloggers find you. – Source: Blogging 101

What’s your favorite color? Please tell us why.