Showing posts with label color. Show all posts
Showing posts with label color. Show all posts
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Detroit Leaning
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Just Red
Friday, October 23, 2009
Stix
It's creeping up on All Hallows Eve, so in Maine that means the start of the end of the fall sports season. Is there a more intriguing fall sport? Cool goggles, colored sticks, orange balls, stupid songs and kilts? I first saw it played by the gals at the once Westbrook College. Their field was in the rear of the campus, along side the old Pine Grove Cemetery, adjacent to Evergreen. Fall afternoons, I'd stop by, often by myself, on my way home from Lincoln to take in some games. I think I might have been attracted by the screaming voices and the ringing sounds of those clashing sticks! The Western Maine Class A Final in Field Hockey is set for tomorrow-- Scarborough vs Cheverus. Ladies, let's get aggressive!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Orange
Are you partial to certain colors or always feel safe with your closet filled with particular hues? I've always had a special attraction to the color orange. In high school, I felt a bit envious of Biddeford and Brewer high schools with their black and orange color schemes. In college I loved a special pair of orange corduroys that I bought at Erebus on Center Street. I wore them constantly at school. My lure of this tint was, I think, what caught my eye here, along with some shadows, placards and the unassuming name stenciled on the glass. The store is Eli phant, and it's located on the East End. Here's a small shop loaded with everything from the quirky, mundane, functional to the beautiful. Items range from prints and textiles to jewelry, handbags and recycled home goods. It certainly is a shop worth a look. Besides, the sunshine, this morning, falling as it was made for an allure that couldn't be resisited.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Blue on Blue
Friday, August 7, 2009
Blue
A man calls a lawyer's office. The phone is answered, "Schwartz, Schwartz, Schwartz and Schwartz." The man says, "Let me talk to Mr. Schwartz." "I'm sorry, he's on vacation." "Then let me talk to Mr. Schwartz." "He's on a big case, not available for a week." "Then let me talk to Mr. Schwartz." "He's playing golf today." "Okay, then, let me talk to Mr. Schwartz." "Speaking." -H. Youngman
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