This week at the Debutante Ball, we decided to do a good old writing prompt. The promt chosen was the word “orange.”
For me, orange is the color of home. We recently completed a renovation of a 1929 bungalow. And by “we” I mean we hired a general contractor to do the work. But still, there were many decisions to make over the course of the year-long project, from when we closed to when we moved in just a couple of weeks ago. One of the last decisions to make was what color to paint the front door. Bright marigold seemed the perfect shade–a cheery hue, esepcially in the brutal Midwestern winter we’re having.
Can you tell I like orange?
It’s the smell of clementines as my young son smacks on a segment, the juice dripping off his chin. Orange is Dreamsicles, sherbet, sunflowers. Cheese. Glorious cheese.
Orange is happiness.
Orange says welcome.
I couldn’t agree more, Susan. I LOVE orange and just about every orange food that exists. Your door is really pretty!
Short and sweet, Susan! Got me tingling in a good way!
I love your door too — we need cheery colors around us, don’t we?
What a great thought: orange equals welcome.
I’m not as big a fan of orange as a color as you are, but I do love marigolds and orange juice – and I actually love your front door too!