Green

My parents tell me that green has always been my preferred color. From when I was small, I asked for my favorite “geen”. I wanted the green cup, a green sweater and a green dress. Back in the ‘50’s, parents labeled their kids. It was easy for them to keep me happily in green. My sister became the blue child. The first time I had my own apartment, I bought several houseplants at the supermarket: ivies, pothos and palms. I quickly realized that I had a green thumb. The plants flourished. I purchased potting soil and larger pots. For my twenty-second birthday, my husband created a treasure hunt of twenty-two plants. One was in the oven, a few were in the bathtub, another was on top of the toilet and three were in the bed. I still have the jade plant and a shoot of dracaena from that early fleet.

I have designed my study with sage drapes, an olive chair and ottoman with a hunter green, terra cotta and ochre area rug. The living room walls are painted spring rain and the dining room table is emerald. Verdigris accents are on the patio and in the kitchen. Cheering for the Celtics is perfect for me. They exude green. I can wear my scarves and shawls ranging from pale seafoam to deep lake, and accessorize further with sandals, earrings and clutches. It is the Playoffs, the perfect moment to immerse ourselves in green!