Today was a "yellow" day. I took photos of things yellow. In my Ushka's Book, the Blessing Shared, I wrote a little "yellow" something in 2009.

I awoke to a big Yellow sun, Bright as Yellow.  The fiery Yellow reflected on the Yellow dog and the Yellow roses.  Feeling Mellow Yellow, I grabbed a big Yellow taxi. Passing the Yellow windows, I saw paintings in Yellow.  We passed a red-Yellow autumn funeral, and the driver mouths, “We’ll meet in the Yellow forest.”  I asked my driver, Yellow Ledbetter, to take me to Yellow River Road.  He says, “You’re a Yellow hammer if I ever knew one.”  We passed a wild yellow bloom, and I noticed the forever yellow sky.  Yellow, black, and rectangular, the Yellow boat reflects the Yellow light from the Yellow sky.  I get out to follow the Yellow Brick Road, and as I walk, I tie a Yellow ribbon on eighteen Yellow roses.  I see the Yellow Submarine on the Yellow River and think about how I enjoy Yellow Days.  There is a Yellow beach umbrella, and a girl stands in an Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini. I think she must have Yellow fever.  The Yellow sun of  Ecuador creates Yellow sweat, and I notice the Yellow butterfly eating Yellow petals from the Yellow Rose of Texas.  The Yellowbird eyes the worms crawling on their Yellow bellies.  Ah, something cool, but I see, “Don’t eat the Yellow snow cone.”  Suddenly the Yellow Brick Road turns blue and I notice the Yellow moon.  A soft Yellow star shimmers and I realize I have no Yellow heart to take home.  The moon was Yellow and my day was done. Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road.

2009

Life is fun like that!

un like that!