Red

I am so enjoying the Colour, or is it Color class over at BPC.  The class is now closed but if it is ever offered again, take it!  It is so worth it.


I started to learn about color when I was taking an Interior Design class in high school, oh my it was like doors were opened inside my head.  There were so many things I finally understood.  Over the years I have been able to build on what I started to learn and I can say successfully weaved color into my everyday.  With some thinking I could probably even figure out the different colors for different times in my life.  HHhhhmmm, might just have to do that sometime.

In our first week of class we talked about the color Red.  I'm not a fan of bright red but I do like a red with a bit of brown in it.  Red reminds me of my oldest daughters with their red hair and fiery tempers, roses, tomatoes which I still have to eat finely chopped up in things, ladybugs, my two youngest children's marching band uniforms(which have red in them), the fireplace that my handsome husband filled with red led lights so I would always feel comfy and firetrucks, not sure why I that one but I do love them. 

So here is to the color red, the memories you gave me this past week.  The smaller pages will be going into a small book of color.  I am thinking though that I may just have to do a small book for each of my children.   

One of my sweet red heads, only 10 days old.

My son one day when his sisters went back to school.  He was feeling so sad that his sisters were gone and he didn't have anyone to play with.  So we stopped by the firehouse, they showed us around and he got to sit up inside the firetruck.  The stop was two fold really, with him missing his sisters and his baby sister on the way we knew it wasn't going to be long before the focus wasn't always on him.  We wanted him to feel special and that he did.  He had something to talk about when his sisters got home and the fact that they were jealous was just an added thing.  I remember one of the fireman that showed us around, he told us we were doing a good thing making him feel special on that day.  Keep doing it he said.  I would like to think we did.      

Materials:  White Texture Bazzil Cardstock, CTMH Indian Corn Blue Cardstock, patterned papers from CTMH and GCD studios, stamps: Western Flourishes, Firetruck and Fireman(retired), letters from Making Memories, ribbon and other accessories from my stash