I had dyed a number of things purple last year, but I think it became personal with this bag which I've carried since last fall. Then it moved on when I purchased the purple boiled wool clogs. Mind you, I do not own purple clothing - yet. In fact, I don't tend to wear much color of any sort.
I have been using a couple of purple pens at work but didn't realize how far the infection had gone until my wrist rest arrived this week. I was the only one who had ordered one in purple. I'm getting nervous. Purple people tend to be passionate about their color. I hope this isn't a leftover effect from the virus I had in November. I hope I didn't catch purple.
Driving home from work, it's yet another storm moving in. I can hardly see the Sierras. By the time I got home it was pouring rain. At least the snow has melted. I think we are going to have a bumper crop of wild flowers this spring.
Holed up but not complaining
15 hours ago