It's a colour and a food...
J is for Jasmine
When I was searching the paint store names for food name colours, jasmine was one of the chips I pulled. Can I find it in my extremely messy and disorganized studio? NO! I'm not sure what colour they name jasmine. Was it green, or white (bloom), or a lovely brown (tea)? I guess it doesn't matter. Certainly down the road when I take time to clean my mess, I'll find my paint samples and have a good laugh at myself.
This post wouldn't be complete without my jasmine story. A number of years ago, I was doing a series of postcards to send for Mother's Day using an image of a little girl that was given to me by a friend. She had a box of family photos that didn't mean anything to her and she knew I would find a good use. (No wonder my studio is such a mess... I can never say no to treasures). The name of the little girl was, Leafy. (How nice that someone actually wrote her name on the back of the photo). I did a little research (thank you Ancestry), and discovered that Leafy was from Kansas and was buried there.
At the time, I was using the kitchen table to do my art work, as we were in a rental house while our home was being built. This particular night I left my Leafy postcards on the table to dry and we went to bed. During the night, Jon and I both woke and could smell jasmine in our bedroom. We decided that Leafy had come to visit and was wearing jasmine perfume. I won't bother you with a ghost discussion, but I know what I smelled, and we made sure both kids were asleep and not spraying scent upstairs.
My dad and I would drink Jasmine Green tea when he visited me at work. We would make tea and either sit by the fireplace or he would pull up a chair by my desk and watch me work. He died two years ago in my arms while snorkeling with the family. I continue to drink a cup of Jasmine and pretend that he is with me working away...
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