Dispatch from LA
MARY ANN MOSS
October 15, 2010
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Dreaming Bear says
October 21, 2010 at 5:23 pm
Gorgeous!!! I LOVE the color orange….so this time of year is the best!!!
October 16, 2010 at 6:17 pm
These are great. I’m not usually fond of orange, but these might just make me reconsider. (Oddly enough, I was wandering through my apartment earlier this evening taking photographs of things of various colours. Must be something in the air that inspired us both!)
Lisa Hoffman says
October 16, 2010 at 5:03 pm
I have a pair of shoes that are gray with orange stitching….boots too, same combo!!!! are you kidding me? I can’t WAIT for boot weather.
Orange creme-sickles. I die.
October 16, 2010 at 9:23 am
My favorite color! I love the journal page with the circles. But I love every page you do – and those of your “kids”. Your blog is wonderful.
October 16, 2010 at 8:31 am
Um, yeah! How could you not be, as ORANGE is one of THE best colors, EVER!
Seriously, I am glad you are enjoying orange today. Your photos are very inspiring!
Susie LaFond says
October 16, 2010 at 1:41 am
I do so love being given a peek into your moments of ‘bliss’ As of yesterday our driveway was a carpet of bright orange leaves and after days of crunching them underfoot, I blew em down to the street…bye bye leaves..tho there are still plenty more to rake and a few are hangin’ on for dear life on the branches they were born from. It would have been an awesome evening for a bonfire out back but alas…busy creating and enjoyin every minute I am gettin.
violet cadburry says
October 15, 2010 at 11:38 pm
these photos brought tears to my eyes, literally, I have a rare condition where the color orange increases the pressure in my irises and I either sneeze or weep. i used to be very ambivalent about Halloween because of the proliferation of orange aka “pumpkins”: dressed as a ballerina I would either sneeze or cry during “trick or treat.” as I grew older, the pumpkin became a sort of rite of passage each year, hideous orange toothless ghouls lining each porch, lit from within as if Satan himself had proliferated a fiery rebellion doomed to burn up my neighborhood, including my Pretty Pony, I sought relief from my anxiety and turned into Woody Allen and wrote/acted/directed self-pitying tales about my insecurities while manipulating talented women into sleeping with me. Ohhhhh sorrry, wrong blog:)
October 15, 2010 at 10:09 pm
Not seeing much other than leaves that might generously be refered to as orange. And even those will be gone soon. Oh, of course there is the occasional pumpkin…
Your pics are like a little taste of some more summer – so lovely!
October 15, 2010 at 8:16 pm
Orange is my favorite color! Oh, how I love all things orange!!! Mmmmm.
Peace & Love,
susan w says
October 15, 2010 at 8:06 pm
Howdy, I'm Mary Ann Moss, the chimp at the helm of this ship. I've been blogging right here since 2007 and exploring the world & driving getaway cars since 1963.
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