Perfect Pairs: Purple Peaks

Purple & green Yaba Ding Ding from the Caribbean

Purple & green flower from Washington State

Anything looks good in pink and purple...

Exotic Flowers:

Graffiti:

Simple flowers:

Petunias in front of a gigantic spoon.  

Did you say "spoon"?  Yes, spoon.

Advertising posters:

REALLY exotic flowers:

Hydrangeas:

Purples in Georgetown

Chippy Aquas and Purples

Dotcalm? Bubbleman? Zylobowl? Garry Golightly?

While speeding through a wormhole in the Center of the Universe (aka the "Fremont" neighborhood of Seattle) I spied this zany vehicle with colorful metal bowls affixed to its back. It was worth a second (and third look) so I whipped around several blocks to find a parking spot so I could jump out and get these happy snaps.

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So many questions come to mind I hardly know where to start. What is the meaning of the "Dotcalm" vanity plate?

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Who is the mysterious "Garry Golightly"? A relative of Holly, no doubt, but why now? Why here? Why in general?

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How do the chopsticks manage to stay in the tacky tiki container when this thing is barreling down the highway? And who is the Bubbleman?

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And yes, Gentle Readers, I did play the Xylobowl with said chopsticks. It actually sounded like soothing wind chimes. Who knew a Toyota SUV was a musical instrument? And why do the different little bowls make different notes when they all look alike?

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So many questions...so few answers...

PS: Actually, a quick review of the Bubbleman's website answered MANY of these questions.

Poiple Passion

Did you ever notice how much more fun it is to say "poiple" rather than "purple"? It's a great cheap thrill...try it sometime. In fact, why not try it right now? Go ahead...say "poiple". There! Wasn't that fun? I told you it would be! Let's say it together: "poiple, poiple, poiple". It's fun...it's free...and it's low-carb. Try it any time you need a little fun in your day. "Poiple, poiple, poiple, poiple, poiple, poiple"...
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A Match Made in Heaven

I bought this delightful weathered metal trash can from the Salvage Studio when their retail store was open. At first I used it as an actual trash receptacle (imagine that!) until one day I needed an oversized vase for an enormous bunch of silk flowers. I went into that scary place in my head, where I start seeing ordinary objects off-kilter, that place where nothing is safe...(run kitties, run!)... when I had a brainstorm to use said trash can as said oversized vase:

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The flowers looked fabulous in it...and then when I placed the funky little ceramic bird in front of it...well, it was kizmet, fate, karma! They obviously belonged together forever and ever. Well, until I get a wild hair to redecorate, that is...

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