May scuttled across my calendar like a gremlin and took with it all but two braincells. The ones I have left are fighting.
Also, I have no pictures for my color story. Hell, I don’t have a story!
When I planned the year of colors, I knew May would be Jacaranda. May is jacaranda season in southern California, if you recall from last year’s post. I took those pictures in June and I remember worrying I wouldn’t get them before the jacarandas shed their blossoms. So for this year, I made sure to assign purple to May. I figured it would be my easy month.
Oh, foreshadowing. How you vex me!
Sine the temperature held steady at “witch’s teat” the last few months, Spring took longer to spring. The jacaranda trees, normally pelting our cars and driveways with sticky purple by now, have completely disengaged from nature. They’re like the guy who looks across the table at his wife, takes a bite of casserole and says, “Yeah, I don’t feel like doing this anymore.”
Well, thanks jacaranda. Just so you know, I don’t really feel like driving around town looking for your apathetic little limbs when a gallon of gas costs more than a tube of lip gloss. (Cover Girl Fruit Spritzer lip gloss, but whatever. Grape Splash should have you real worried right now. Real worried.) So, yeah, after a couple of turns around the city I didn’t feel like doing it anymore either, jacaranda, but I did. I did because some of us honor our commitments.
The color purple symbolizes wisdom, dignity, independence, creativity, mystery, and magic. Whatever. Lame. It is also one of the rarest colors in nature. You don’t freakin’ say?
I had no idea. <—–Sarcasm.
Oh, look. Society garlic. A plant with leaves that smell like garlic.
Although society garlic’s flowers resemble delicate spring blossoms, they are actually rough and ready to tough it out all summer long. Enduring bouts of extreme heat, humidity and cloudbursting thunderstorms they effortlessly retain their beauty throughout. [source]
Glad to know someone around here is willing to take one for the team, jacaranda.
Here is an agapanthus. It’s purple.
This was a color story. Or rant. Whatever. Please leave a link to yours in the comments, if you are so inclined. Otherwise, will you join me in June? The theme is peacock–the blues and teals and everything in between of summer. Find any shade of blue around your home, your town, or your inspiration folder. Stuff you make, stuff you buy, stuff you photograph. No pressure. (Do it.)