It is Summer Colour Week at Poppytalk (our Canadian friends spell color the British way) and I’ve been browsing my collection and shooting some images with color in mind. Today this favorite from last summer’s weekend in the Adirondacks made the cut for Red Day and was shown here. Get out your magnifying glass and look for it.

A cabin cup. Red. This photo always reminds me of the smell of the coffee percolating in the mornings while we hung out with Alicia, Dennis and Lucas near Saranac Lake. One night the kids lit jumbo sparklers by the dock and swirled them for me in the twilight. Yellow.

Peaks Island, Maine. Just across the bay from Portland, we rented a tandem bike and cycled the entire island. The summer cottages of Peaks Island look like overgrown doll’s houses and this is one of many that I snapped that day. Yellow.

My friend Brenda sewed this pillow last summer. It has such a gypsy vibe I couldn’t wait to take its photo. {As if it were someone asking for a portrait.} My battered red chair seemed a good stage to complete the Romany picture. Pink.

Today is Blue day and here are two that I submitted. The studio cupboard is brimming with blue fabric, and this stack includes a few favorites: the top one is from IKEA, the indigo and white pattern toward the bottom is yards of vintage cotton I scored at my local thrift store. Blue.

An Anna Folkard geranium snipped this morning and tucked in glass. Blue.

Color, no matter how you spell it, kindles up stories. Reminds us of certain people. Soothes. Shocks. Comforts.

We’re off to float the river. Happy weekend one and all.