Seriously purple? Let me start off by saying that I do not feel purple. Not even violet or lavender. Mind you, no particular prejudice involved. I have no issues with purple. It is one of my favorites. But writing about it? As a subject?
Purple, the color of bruises? The color under your eyes when you had too much party and too little sleep? The clearance-priced sweater of the season, only the fashion mavens call it “aubergine” because purple is “too basic”?
Purple in the garden, by the road, and in my closet.
Go forth. Be purple!
This is a morning of particularly horrendous White House tweets. I caught a few seconds of them and immediately deleted the page.
Garry and I are off for the next few days doing fun things, or what I call “pursuing that other part of the Constitution.” There will be new posts coming out throughout and if I get ambitious, I will post pictures, too. But we are going to go do something we haven’t done in months. Have fun!
You might consider doing the same. Even though the sky is gray and the air is full of cold drizzle … find something to do that makes you bubble up with joy. Then come tell me all about it!
Along with all the other stuff in our Declaration of Independence, there was this thing:
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
We’ve spend a lot of years … a few hundred of them … pursuing Life and occasionally Liberty, but this time, I’m inclined to put all my efforts into “The pursuit of Happiness.” We need more happiness.
Laws protecting joy. Legislation ensuring happiness. Protections from the ugliness of life, the virulence of bad lawmakers, and all the angst and agony they cause.
Let’s get together and protest the absence of happiness in our country!