Blue Violet
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http://jennifernicholewells.com/2016/01/14/color-your-world-blue-violet/

Back in the late fifties, my folks built a new house a block away from our old one. A modern ranch style, it was built on a small hill so the foundation of our house was level with the roof line of the house behind us. My dad built a wooden walkway and porch that gave us access to our kitchen and basement entry from the garage on the other side of the house. Underneath this walkway, which was up on very high supports, was a dirt incline that was almost irresistible to the neighborhood kids–especially when it rained. One day, as I stood at the kitchen sink doing dishes, I turned off the water but could still hear water running. I went out on the back porch, looked down and saw this sight. It was our little neighbor from across the street, Kenny Palmer, who had discovered the garden hose, turned it on, and created a wonderful mud party for himself. Good photo opportunity. Would that I had had my present camera. I would have taken twenty shots to this one and perhaps have achieved one a bit less fuzzy.
http://jennifernicholewells.com/2016/01/04/color-your-world-aquamarine/
Apricot


The above image is a cropped photo of a photo by Jim Arnieri 



To see other photos submitted for this challenge, look here: http://jennifernicholewells.com/2016/01/03/color-your-world-apricot/
This is a very strange poem written at an exceedingly early hour to the prompt: Orange Bone (If you read this on the Reader, you won’t see all facets of the poem. You must go to my site to do so.)
Dem Bones
Mexico has tickled my orange bone–
every sedate instinct concerning décor
flown out the window like a freed hummingbird.
A bright gold house with fuchsia trim.
Orange living room with blue and green and red arches.
Denim blue entryway and chartreuse hall.
A turquoise beam in the pumpkin kitchen.
If you have a bone to pick with me over my choice of colors,
it will tickle my funny bone tell you
that I am bone tired
of beige and cream and grey.
Any bonehead can paint a house eggshell or vanilla.
Use marrow of bone
to flavor the soup,
but give me colors that will stir my crazy bone.
Give me cinnamon, mustard, raspberry, persimmon.
Those are colors to make a meal of.
These colors excite and wear me out–
make me bone lazy.
Boney Maroney
with paint under my fingernails.
Vivid. Flashing. Vibrant.
Colors that have satisfied
my orange bone.
This prompt was generated from: http://jennifernicholewells.blogspot.mx/2015/08/jnws-writing-photo-prompt-generator.html
Jennifer Wells’ photo challenge this week is to publish photos making use of the color of melon, depicted below:

The light-saturated red of the floor as well as tones in the bamboo echo the melon of the prompt. The scrim effect is created by a mosquito netted wall between the bedroom and studio area of the tree house I rented in La Manzanilla. I enjoyed my month of birdlike existence in a coconut grove that adjoined a bird sanctuary just blocks from the ocean.

When I saw the color for this challenge, I knew at once which pictures to search for. I’ll never forget those pastel melon and purple sunsets, which alternated with more vivid orange and yellow sunsets–never two the same.
http://jennifernicholewells.com/2015/03/17/one-word-photo-challenge-melon/



Time for another multi-photo challenge! Wow us with punchy pops of orange.