Colors

Sunday…another grey day. Geneva is still awash in grey. When I wake the grey outside my window makes it look like the sun decided not to get up.

But, in front of my window is a cup filled with almost irridescent orange and yellow tulips, a thank you from my housemate for help with a project that involved envelopes as far as the eye could see. From downstairs comes the smell of the lasagne that we will have for lunch. After lunch I will go into the grey to meet a friend to see Pride and Prejudice. The weather may be grey, life is NOT.