Color + Love.... Hmmmm, I wonder what I can do with this? It sure has been fun working on this series of poems inspired by COLOR. I honestly cannot wait to sit down each morning and work on them. Sometimes I wake up at 5:30 am staring at the ceiling, my mind swirling with colors and ideas. With  Valentine's Day on the calendar this week, I looked over my spreadsheet of color names and wondered which crayons would inspire me and which might go together on the theme of LOVE. He

I have always been fascinated by the sky- its deep blues on cool fall days, Lake Winthrop, Holliston, MA ©Cathy Stenquist the incredible colors that sunrise and sunset can bring, Yarmouth, MA. ©Cathy Stenquist and the mystery of a moon-lit evening sky. ©Cathy Stenquist I'm not too keen on flying, but what makes air travel so appealing to me is being above the clouds and seeing them from a new perspective. I am filled with gratitude for this life and the beauty God has c

" The thing with an artistic license is, you have to be artistic if you want to use the license. " Anonymous Check out these literal, artistic licenses! See more of Greg Constantine's amazing art here . I decided to take some artistic license on my COLOR project this week, to make it more interesting for y'all. Originally, I wanted to write poetry using for inspiration, the actual 64 Crayola colors that would have been in the box I received at 9 years old (around 1968). I c

Color and B&W images allow me to see things in very different ways. Color's power, in this unedited Nantucket sunset (taken at Madaket Beach 10 years ago), is its ability to add emotion— peacefulness, gratitude, and awe. Look at that... How can it be real? Truly a moment given by God. The longer we stayed, the more beautiful the colors became. But there is something about a B&W image I love. Check out this other image taken in Nantucket. It strips away all the distractions

The first box of 8 Crayola Crayons was sold in 1903. Ever since, they have become an iconic part of so many young children's lives. Each September, I headed off to school with a new green and yellow pack and tucked it into my school desk. There was nothing like a new, fresh pack of 8 crayons to spur the imagination. I loved coloring because it was very meditative and a way to escape into my own little world for a while. I dabbed and layered the 8 colors to make new ones, p