Darling Daughter gave me these beautiful tulips for Mothering Sunday (but it happened to be Mothering Friday when I received them!). They look so attractive on my kitchen window sill. What is particularly attractive to me is the purple colour. This got me thinking about colours and the effect on our life, demeanour, and state of mind.
The Colour Purple
Purple is defined as a deep, rich shade between crimson and violet, or, more broadly, as a range of hues of color between blue and red,or as a dark color that is a blend of red and blue.According to surveys In Europe and the U.S., purple is the color most often associated with royalty, magic, mystery and piety.When combined with pink, it is associated with eroticism, femininity and seduction.
Purple was the color worn by Roman magistrates; it became the imperial color worn by the rulers of the Byzantine Empire and the Holy Roman Empire, and later by Roman Catholic bishops. Similarly in Japan, the color is traditionally associated with the Emperor and aristocracy.
Purple and violet are similar, though purple is closer to red. In optics, there is an important difference; purple is a composite color made by combining red and blue, while violet is a spectral color, with its own wavelength on the visible spectrum of light.
A Purple Patch.
One definition of a ” purple patch” that I found is a period of time when things go well. May we all have a long purple patch in our blogging World.
Here we go again…. Sorry to be late with this blog but life is so busy ( excuses excuses!) Anyhow here we are, we’ve made it this far!
For this year’s Mothering Sunday I made my Lovely Mum a photo album of her, and her family. I have to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed wading through hundreds of old photographs. The original idea was to reduce the number of pictures and make some storage space. In reality I could hardly bear to throw many out. I had a lovely time sorting, remembering and gluing in the pictures. I used one fab album, two sticks of Glue and loads of time.
Mum was much more delighted than I could have hoped. Her long term memory is sharp, she knew who everyone in the photographs and we shared a giggle. Hopefully the album will provide a conversation point in the future and a long term memory of happy days, a happy life and a wonderful Mum. Happy Mothering Day every day.
Yesterday was Mothering Sunday in the UK. This was one of the few days of the year that some Mothers have a lie in and what did the government do? Why they decided to declare British Summertime. This is the day, when at 1am the clocks are put back one hour to provide daylight saving! Reducing the potential lie in bed by One hour- sorry Mums
As a Mothers Day treat my Grandson was to show me the dinosaurs on display in Liverpool Museum. I had told him that never in all my life had I seen real Dinosaur bones, so this was put right by a trip to this wonderful museum. There are five differently themed floors of displays and artefacts and it is an interesting,fascinating place that is FREE to visit. One of the floors contains dinosaurs and another artifacts from historic Egypt. There are mummies from raided tombs, sarcophagus from ancient Egypt and scary remains from long ago. I must apologies for the photo quality but perhaps it was the curse of the Mummies tomb on Mothers Day……..
This week end in the UK we celebrate Mothering Sunday. Sadly the tradition was hijacked by our American cousins ( sorry friends but true!) many years ago. It did not used to be the commercialised, gift giving, money making day that it has become. Rant over!
When I was a child and went to Sunday school, yes my parents did try, we used to go to church on this special day. Us children were all given a card by the vicar, which we then took home for our mothers. The cards usually had a religious picture or quotation on them. The card in the picture says:
Mothering Sunday is the fourth Sunday in Lent,
Let each think of his or her Mother
And all of our Universal Mother the Church.
And that’s it in a nut shell. Mothering Sunday was a day to celebrate and be grateful for the mother church and our own Mothers. Sadly this philosophy has got lost in time. The card with the quote on was given to me in 1959 and the picture card in1960. I am delighted to say that I have always and still do love my Mum. God Bless!