The Beauties of Brown

                                                       

                                                     Rich and totally of the earth.

Invoking memories and enriching new ones. There is a satisfying depth to brown. 

A realism pleasant, and full of meaning. Here are some of the things I love it for:

- Rich mud 

- Pinewood doors 

- Desert Sand 

- Light of the Western Stars (courtesy of that desert sand) 

- Glowing horse coats 

- The bookshelves my mother and father got before I was born (they are still so beautiful) 

- My mother –‘cause it is the color of her hair and as long as I can remember it has also been one of her favorite colors (the other is green) 

- Unbleached muffin liners 

- Winter pastures 

- Summer arms and faces 

- My brother’s work boots and guitars 

- The color of Jersey…and a lot of other cows, too 

- Amazon boxes 

- Real maple syrup (one of the tastiest substances eaten by man) 

- Smooth and shiny saddles 

- Brown-black bears (is there anything so cute?)

- The leather of my Bible covers 

- Brown paper packages—tied up with string (my favorite kind to give…and receive) 

- Pinecones 

- Forgotten and rusted horse shoes 

- Dr. William Stewart—in my LOTM—(he has—in both senses of the word—dusty brown curls) 

 -Speaking of dust. Dust. (It is the smell… the color… the feel of the West. Love it all.) 

                                          Brown. What does it mean to you?