. . . have always dreamed of spring in shades of sunny whites and whispered greens, but recently the skies have been dark at turns and golden at others and during the cloudy moments, imagine spring as dusk and deep violet — moody and atmospheric — the colour of thundershowers . . .

{images: 1 – scan, josé picayo for martha stewart living february 2005; 2 – aubrey road via fondly seen}