This is in response to the Daily Post’s Daily word prompt: yellow
I love the color yellow. I have as far back as I can remember.
I love the warmth it exudes, especially on a cold winters afternoon.
I love how tinges of it seem to pervade so many growing things in spring.
I love how just a spot of it can add so much interest to whatever it is I’m looking at.
To me, yellow is a friendly color and I am thankful it has a PRIMARY place within the color wheel. Life would be much colder without it.
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Love the little thing? monster? chick? poking his head out of the moss.
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(little giggle) Thank you. It is the sawed off end of a limb, no bigger than an inch or so, someone pushed to the side of a trail and drew a happy face on. It was so unexpected it made us smile too.
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