A Many Coloured Day

Some days are yellow.
Some are blue.
On different days I'm different too.
You'd be surprised how many ways
I change on Different Colored Days.
On Bright Red Days how good it feels
to be a horse and kick my heels!
On other days I'm other things.
On Bright Blue Days I flap my wings.
Some days, of course, feel sort of Brown.
Then I feel slow and low, low down.
Then comes a Yellow Day and Wheeee
I am a busy, buzzy bee.
Gray Day....Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today. Then all of a sudden I'm a circus seal!
On my Orange Days that's how I feel.
Green Days. Deep deep in the sea. Cool and quite fish. That's me.
On Purple Days I'm sad. I groan. I drag my tail. I walk alone.
But when my days are Happy Pink it's great to jump and just not think.
Then come my Black Days. MAD. And loud. I howl. I growl at every cloud.
Then comes a Mixed-Up Day. And WHAM! I don't know who or what I am!
But it all turns out all right, you see. And I go back to being. . . me.

Dr. Seuss (1904-1991) in My Many Colored Days

What a day! It was full of many colours, beginning even before the Sun was up as car lights shining through the front door forecast a chilly day ahead.

A short while later, the sky glowed pinky mauve and I wondered what was in store.

A few hours later lots of snow arrived, turning everything a bright, clean white -- at least until the snowplows zoomed along the roads -- then things became rather brown. This was one of Dr. Seuss' "Mixed-Up" days full of all sorts of activity muddled together, but that's OK because it all turned out alright and I'm back to my blog being me. ;-)