Yellow

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I have been noticing, these last few days, that the leaves are getting prettier.

I mean, I thought that fall had ended, at least the colorful part, because the bright red and orange and yellow leaves had gone ... or so I thought ... but lately, I have been seeing these other equally amazing colors, including green, even, and lots and lots of yellow, and I am pretty sure that this is not normal, or at the very least, usual, for this time of year.

I like to think the trees are just now showing their true colors.

I like to think that I am like the trees: A late bloomer.

According to the latest online quiz, however, I am not yellow.

I am blue.

Which is cool because I do like blue.

: )

Watched Introducing Dorothy Dandridge today. Amazing film about an amazing woman, played by an amazing actress, Halle Berry.

And as I watched, I missed Grandma Ginny because that was her era, and I would have liked to have asked her what she remembered of Dorothy, if she remembered.

The movie made me sad, really, and mad.

Why do people discriminate? How can anyone justify that kind of behavior?