Tuesday, June 20, 2006

fun in the hardware store

A glass of milk and a sheaf of scented notepaper in hand, I ease into the porch swing. A damp handkerchief cools my neck; the pressed powder that I applied to my cheeks earlier today is long wiped away. This hot cloudless day is fast coming to a close, and in the distance I see the mounting dusk.

Gone is the dew of this morning's lawn frost. The yearling peach tree stands on the field's edge, an orchard ladder leaning companionably on its trunk. The smell of freshly tilled soil hangs in the air. My kitchen chores display themselves on the blue smocking of my apron: a smudge of sourdough, dab of cake batter, and an imprint of apple butter from a canning jar. Even the marks of a broom handle dent my palms.

Now that I have you in my grasp, dear reader, I leave you with this: can you find the 16 names of paint color in the preceeding paragraphs? Gotta give Martha Stewart credit. In addition to her glorious taste in color, she also has a way with words.


Blogger kb said...

That Martha Stewart! She's just something else! I think I only got, like, 11 or something.

So, I hope you took note of my post dedicated to you and Bubsie. Ooohhh yeah.

9:34 PM  
Blogger TrashTidBits said...

I think that you should forward this to the guy who painted your house and see if he can find them.

I only found 3.

9:36 PM  
Blogger eyestotheeast said...

you better tell us all the answer - we're curious now...

10:12 PM  
Blogger Deb said...

I'll try!

glass of milk
porch swing
pressed powder
cloudless day

mounting dusk
lawn frost
yearling peach
field's edge
tilled soil

blue smocking
cake batter
apple butter
broom handle


Well, I don't know if it's the right 16, but it's 16!

11:06 PM  

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