Back in Baltimore, I saw a lot of yellow over break, but it feels like a dream. A dream so wonderful you can't believe you've woken up, but you're struggling to remember the details, and in the end all you know is that it was a good dream and you cannot wait to dream again.

I'm leaving on a train, and I won't be around my computer or loom for a week, but I'll still be thinking of yellow.

I saw a surprising number of cabs on my short walk home, or maybe I just noticed them more with the backdrop of a cool gray day.

Just when I thought I had dying down it does this! It makes no sense in my mind. Why does mixing two different shades of green make gold? Don't get me wrong it is a lovely accident, but it just doesn't make an ounce of sense. Time to rethink everything I thought I knew. Maybe I need more science to really understand color.

I've been working on this project, knitting, enclosing things. I wanted to explore the senses, sight, touch, sound, smell, everything but taste. The problem is the smell. I still have more than two weeks until crit, and the smell is already taking over my room, obscuring all my other senses. Absorbing all the others, melding into something I have never smelled before, and never want to smell again. But it looks like, for now at least, that we are stuck with one another.

When we talk on skype I like seeing the golden walls that we painted together as a backdrop and I can't wait to be there with you in six days.

The glow of my lamp while I knit, reminds me of the kerosene lamps I used to read by in my grandparents remote cabin. I would always burn my fingers on them when I tried to blow them out, even though they gave me blisters, I can't say I was happy when we switched over to battery powered lamps.

luteus

Solen är gul.
Trädet är gult och orange.

I started learning Swedish the other day, I haven't gotten too far, and I can understand a whole lot more than I can say. I'm going to keep with it, I actually would rather study Swedish than do my other homework, but sadly I have other things to do. It's not like when I took German or Spanish, to me this makes sense, maybe it's just in my blood or something. It will be fun to see my parents and family and be able to practice speaking with them.

Alexandra said yellow is her favorite color, and all she thinks of are yellow birds.