POP!

Today the sun is shining--which unfortunately does not necessarily mean it's a whole lotta' warmer-- winter is filled with colors and peculiar crisp sensation, leaving the horrifying cold gray dull heavy days behind.
We've even had a few cats meow and meow and meow.  At first i thought we were having an intense neighbor-shrieking-baby situation, but no..cats.
It is known that August is the "month of cats" (mes de los gatos).  It's only July, but it gives me a little feeling of hope that August is right around the corner, and there IS a difference between July and August...even more between August-September!  Seeing warmer days ahead.
Oh sun, here we come...closer to you day by day.

Enough weather-talk.
My point to all this is COLORS.
Colors for me is pop.  Pop.
A boiling pot pops--exuding delicious smells.  Picture a popping tomato-basil soup for instance.
Popcorn.  A bag of popping corn.  Bada-boom a little grain into an expanded white puff.  Pop.
A bubble.  Made of soap...floating through the air. Pop. Disappearing into thin air.
A kaleidoscope.  It doesn't really pop, but colors and shapes and patterns pop out to sight.
Ooooo...bubble wrap!  Popping those little translucent round pore-like protuberances.  So much joy after every pop.

In conclusion, pop is lightness, it's a spark, it's wonder, it's almost a magical act.  Surprising, unexpected and fascinating.
It's an act of creation.
Well, this very very very deep reflection of mine--granted, it's saturday afternoon, hence not much should be expected-- i want to share creativity.
i want to share pop.
i don't know how else to describe it.  Viscerally it's pop for me.
It's hysterically fascinating, fun, colorful, creative and artistic.

Have a little pop with me...
Hit play.

**Needing/Getting

**White Knuckles (doggy-love!!)

** This too shall pass (fun!) 

** End Love

--Fía