All about aubergine.

Thank you all for your wonderful suggestions for my new dark and dreamy purple colourway’s name. I love playing this naming game so much. I think we need to do this more often. Somebody should get on this. (I know… that would be me.)
I don’t know about you, but I especially like seeing how a hue speaks to each of us individually. There are times when that personal translation is of such a varying spectrum that I wonder if we’re all seeing the same colourway and other times when there’s almost complete agreement, its like we’re one mind. At this point, I could go into how we actually aren’t seeing the same colours and the many reasons why, from computer monitors and lighting to how our brains work, but I have a huge to-do list today, and I am a woman on a mission. We should have this chat some other time though; it’s fascinating.
My youngest daughter and I interpret colour so differently that I sometimes wonder if she is indeed mine.  If I am feeling particularly evil—her teenage angst sometimes gets the better of me—I’ll pick a chromatic argument with her. 
Me: “Wow honey, that’s a beautiful sea green top your wearing. It brings out the green in your eyes."
Sophie: “ Ummm...duh mom, it’s blue.”
Me: “No… it’s more green than blue. Look at it in the light. Green-blue, not blue.”
I then start in on saturation levels and she tells me I’m colour blind, which I respond to with a laugh and snappy retort about what I do for a living. At this point I usually get an eye roll and a sigh. Great fun—well, for me, at least. Keep in mind that this is the same kid who calls me “colour obsessive,” so I think she’s messing with me as much as I with her. So...indeed her mother’s daughter, for sure.

Anyway. Must keep on topic. Remember the to-do list.

We seem to have an inspirational (sort of) consensus on this hue that falls into about three popular categories. We have the berry, (specifically blackberry) one, its dreamy, mysterious, sexy counterpart, and the kind of dark, goth camp.
I’m having one of my Gemini moments where I can see all sides of every little thing. Where I flip flop back and forth, all the while wishing that someone else would come make this decision for me while knowing perfectly well that I am way too much of a control freak to let that happen. (Yeah. It’s great to be me.)
I can see how each and everyone one of these names would be perfect for this colourway.  So, I’ve sat here with my skeiny friend in hand, and we’ve tried them all on. And they all fit like a glove (or a mitten or a scarf...).  A very blackberry hue, but also inky like a tattoo; it’s Deep Purple and a bit Cured, most certainly “Cruisin’ for a Bruisin’” and who would not want to be named Pleione? Such a lovely sounding word. See my dilemma?
All last week, as I drove Sophie to school, we were blessed with a few exquisite sunrises. We drive into Portland from Scappoose, which is into the rising sun over the mountains and down the Williamette.  A magical stunning view that makes our drive not only doable, but an uplifting experience some mornings. Last week, every environmental nuance came into play giving us, deep smokey purple mountains, the exact same hue as our dreamy blackberry bruise. As the sunrise illuminates the morning twilight shadows, there was the briefest of moments where that purple mountain majesty rolled off the mountains, down the river, and onto the valley floor. A little fog or mist presence (We live in Oregon there is always water in the air.) and… when it hits the river then what we have is some serious smoke on the water. A heart melting, soul warming, tingling from head to toe moment in living colour.

So maybe…
Smoke on the Water (Courtesy of Purple Mountains’ Majesty).

Not colour obsessed at all. No way. Not me.

Shipping Module Issue

Every year when USPS changes ups the rates our antiquated Shipping module has a bit of a spasm.
We then have to make it tea, hold it’s hand and help it through this change, which is what we are in the process of doing.
While we do this today,it is not going to let you choose your preferred option.
If you can hold of on your order until later today this will all we resolved. The website will be down for a few moments at some point today.
It will be a mere moment, hardly noticeable at all.

Thanks for your patience! 

In other news:  My wood stove is not working and way below freezing here this morning.

Brrr… .

And… I made a very sexy dark and dreamy purple yesterday. I have a great big crush on it and walked around the barn holding it up to all the other colours so they could meet and see if they wanted to play together. They do!
Rosie wants to paint her walls this hue, all of them.

It does not have a name yet if anyone has any ideas?

Dear Paula

Thank you! Thank you from the bottom of my woolly heart, for being such a wonderful part of our Blue Moon team.
As promised, I am trying my best to be a good sport about all of this. I think I’ve been pretty successful. 
No tears in front of you and only a hug every other day or so. You have to admit, that for me, that’s some serious reining it in.
Still my friend, as I sit here thinking about this day, I’m having the hardest time imagine all of this without you.

Paula, please know that who you are is seen and greatly appreciated. I value so much about you, from your witty sarcasm to the canning and board games.
I have to say though, it is your generous heart that is my favourite!
You walked in here as a temp to help with the rinsing. You stayed and ended up as our stellar customer service rep, bundler, shipping clerk, e-commerce and really the list goes on, wherever I needed you, there you were.
So thank you Paula, for being that person who… graciously steps in where needed and is willing to grow and change with the ebb and flow of life.
I will miss you your smile and hearty chuckle and yes, your bean dip!

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Go here and will Maura sing it for you:

Safe travels to you and your Tom!  You know where we are if you need us!

love,

tina