All of a sudden I've pulled out all the pastel colours I can find on my shelves.
I don't really see myself as a lover of pastels, so where did this passionate desire to play with pale pinks and blues come from?
Maybe it's because I'm surrounded by masses of joyful pink and white spring blossom.
And the beautiful new produce on the Farmers' market stalls.
Duck eggs in palest cream and palest blue. The blue eggs are from Indian Runner ducks and are a soft celadon-tinted blue. Duck-egg blue.
And last week I found a old plate of quince-jelly-pink glass in the Op shop in Sturt Street.
How pretty the Pink Lady apples from Harcourt orchards look on it.
No wonder I'm sewing pinks and blues.