~Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore
Ah, pink and gold and azure. The phrase stopped me in my reading tracks and I went off into a dream of my own. What beautiful words, and they described exactly what I had been planting out in the front yard. All the sweaty hours were suddenly worth the time spent digging and hoeing and mixing and shoveling. Pink and gold and azure...
|Gold something--actually, I think this is yellow bells, also called yellow trumpet flower (not the vine, it's a shrub), Tecoma stans|
|Glorious sky blue plumbago|