On route to the studio, I had to pull over. Fast. The ugly low restaurant building, home to Voodoo Doughnuts, is painted the exact color of the blooming plum trees. It's perfect- for a week and a half, once a year.
Don't know if it's synestheia but the color hit me like a sour berry smoothie. The pink is a true pink. The problem is that the emerging foliage is an orange based rust to burgundy. Those colors mixed ten thousand times on each tree hits me like an anchovy in a milk shake. Or that last pink glazed doughnut sitting alone in the fat stained cardboard box. Can't look away though.....
Any spring color wrecks on your way to work?
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