What color shirt are you wearing today?


When I’m outside on a beautiful summer day, and the sparkling blue sky is clear of clouds, I look up and say, “The sky is a perfect 813 today.” 813 is a DMC perle cotton number for a light blue.  On a day that’s overcast, I dread the 415, that pale grey that doesn’t go away. (But on a needlepoint canvas, I love stitching with 415.  It is one of my favorite colors.)

The DMC color reference chart has been going on in my head for the past couple of years, but recently I discovered just how far I’ve gone.  I was ordering a polo shirt for my nineteen year old son online at OldNavy.com.  He likes typical masculine colors and does not want to flash like a circus light. I was describing the color to him on the phone.  “It’s really not purple; it’s more like 3041.”  I just confused him even more. The shirt arrived this week, and it’s 3041 all right!  The green one came too, and it’s more like 503 and not 989.  I guess if you make a living matching DMC thread all day, the numbers become part of your life.

Blogging in Rhyme

Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket.  ~Charles Simic   always-believe-in-yourselfHave you ever read a blog in rhyme?
I’d expect bloggers to try it sometime
But my search on google did produce
Nothing but some lame excuse.

Blogs thrive in the comfort of prose
A rhyme is confining like pantyhose
Blogs are personal diaries undraped
With no significance as to how they are shaped.

I crave to discover a poem that ignites
Passion in its readers as they delight
To cherish a blog once in a while
Written with rhythm in stanza style.

If Dickens, Twain and even Shakespeare
Read blogs today, they would despair
Only write something that’s worth reading
Why then, a blog is truly succeeding.

I invite you, dear readers, to reply
A poetry contest, give it a try
Those worth sharing will be posted
Those worth burning shall be toasted.