a bit of blue

my weeks are often coloured, intentionally or not. some weeks simply demand yellows. some are composed of the shades of nature only - muted browns and greys, a kind of dampening of all human follies, a return to the weight and comfort of the most base hues, put together in bowls or scattered on shelves. some weeks are coloured by a random find in an old junk shop or a gift which comes in the front door. and sometimes, these guests seem to arrive altogether in a week and take over the scheme completely. last week, blue came to stay.