Woodland colours

2015-07. Holiday colouring.

          Hubby bought a book to read on holiday, by the pool, in the airport,  on the plane…. I knew there was no way I would concentrate on reading a book so I joined the latest craze around here and bought myself a “colouring book” and some pencils.

          I was surprised how many books I had to choose from, but not at all surprised at how few I liked.  I didn’t dislike them as such, they just weren’t quite right.  (There speaks the perfectionist in me again – I blame my Dad for that).

          Eventually I found a couple where the outlines were thin and grey instead of thick and black. There were four choices of books, Mum-in-law has a touch of TLC and enforced rest and recuperation coming up so we picked one each.

          Mum-in-law selected a pack of 20 colouring pencils, shiny silver foil covered ones with different coloured leads inside, while I, being more difficult to please as usual ummed and arred about the silver foil, I wanted to be able to see the colours at a glance, and at the last moment changed my mind from the pack of twenty foil pencils in favour of a tin of thirty six pencils with the colour on the outside.

          What a palaver,  well I make no excuses,  sometimes a little decision can turn into a big deal and cause a disaster.   Hubby had put so much time and effort into our holiday already that I didn’t want to ruin it by having the wrong pencils. My goodness, imagine if I’d been organising the whole holiday!

          I should have known myself better than to make a rash, last minute decision though. Later that evening I got out my holiday colouring,  just to test it, you know, better make sure…

          … I’d picked up the tin of coloured pens instead of pencils.

          So, off to town I went again the following morning, swapped the pens for pencils,  bought a small see-through pencil case instead of the tin and one of those pencil sharpeners where the mess stays inside and I was ready to go.

          Perfect.  Well no, actually not perfect.

          My thirty-six tin of pencils that I’d chosen over the box of twenty had doubles, and even trebles of some colours. I wasn’t amused, and I’m sure I’ve gained an extra frown line.  I didn’t count how many colours I had because I wasn’t happy about not having thirty-six and I figured I would frown harder if I had less than twenty so I didn’t want to know.

          But all’s well that ends well as they say.  I dug around in the old grey cells and remembered my colour chart, yellow and red make orange, blue and red make purple, blue and yellow make green, and all three make brown so I layered and layered my colours, adding purple and red to trees, orange (of course orange) to fences and blue and yellow to grass. And the main thing of course…  I really enjoyed it.

          Oh, and the holiday?   It went like a dream thanks to all Hubby’s research and planning.

7 thoughts on “Woodland colours

  1. Colouring is a craze I want to join. I know it will make me feel all Zen and relaxed. Except for making the choices when it comes to a book and pencils, of course, as you have just pointed out in your post. 😉 I like your work of colouring art. 🙂

    • I haven’t done any colouring since my girls were small but it was fun, a little challenging sometimes maybe, the one picture took me the whole holiday to complete, but that’s only because I wouldn’t start a second one till I was happy with the first. 🙂

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