A friend was visiting and we sat, facing each other, on Mom’s Cosmic Healing Sofa to chat and draw cards. Her feet were extended, so I began to massage them out of old habit…she noticed that I had painted my toenails – a color she called “baby poop brown.” “What’s up with that color?,” wrinkling her nose at me. So I insisted she remove her socks and reveal her toes. Bright turquoise blue with glitter! Okay, I concede. Way better.

It reminded me of this house. Because I like everything about this house except the baby poop brown walls of the hallway and snug. Who thought that was a good idea?! Yes, it’s earthy. Literally – the color of dirt. But it’s dark and dingy and depressing. But then, it is also the background of the Josef Frank fabric on the headboard, so…I guess I’ll have to consider it…hmmmm. Nope.

Don’t get me wrong, I love dark walls. But not brown. Or blue. Black, green, aubergine, yes. Even grey sometimes, like in Mouse cottage, one of my long time favorites (shown below). But as background to balance strong color in fabric and artwork. Give me black walls smothered in greenery and accents of orange any day of the week. These two homes are examples for me of magical spaces. Who doesn’t want to live and work in magical space?!

While I wait impatiently for the results of Tuesday’s CT scan, I am exploring beauty and whimsical delight. I am, thankfully, feeling much better today. Maybe I just needed a good radioactive clean-out! Or a day of fasting. I used to fast one day a week (water, broth, juice) and I think I shall begin again. Give my guts the rest they so nobly deserve. After all, they have been serving me well for over 7 decades. I’d like them to last a few more.