Colours of Winter
I have a thought that I’m returning to over and over again. The thing I don’t understand about our northern country is why buildings here are so grey? Wouldn’t it be more cheerful to see some splash of a colour here in a middle of winter, when the nature itself is a bit desaturated? And why do people perpetually choose black coats, black shoes and black umbrellas for the winter time? We should be learning from medieval. People lived in terrible conditions then, but they still were unrivalled masters of making their rather short lives literally bright.
I think I have a seasonal allergy on black and grey outfits. Every time I see one, I find myself feeling depressed.
But look how great these bright colours fit in the view!
And now I’m thinking that I really need a pink scarf…