It turns out the quest for orange this week was sadly shuffled beneath a pile of...everything else. Anything else, really. What is it about February that just brings on the burnout? I feel as if the entire family is operating at half capacity, yet somehow our schedule didn't get the memo.
In spite of this, I did not forget you, orange week. And since I didn't have the presence of mind to capture you in the moment, I discovered you in pictures taken over the past few months.
How blueberries grow where I come from. That's me, gathering the harvest.
Caroline's hair really covers the spectrum, so I'm using it twice.
From our backyard. I want to say jasmine?
And you, sir, are no gentleman! (it's a slayer comeback, I assure you.)
Dear reader, I hope you've been having a lovely week. In case you were wondering, there's still time to enter the giveaway featured in Monday's post! Caroline and I will be back this afternoon to announce a winner.
p.s. next week is yellow.