I shot this photo rather quickly. I was on an errand when these colors caught my eye. I stopped my vehicle, and took the photo out the window, zooming in between several trees.
Though mostly pastel, the colors appeared bright hanging on the laundry line in the late evening sun. It wasn’t until I downloaded the picture to my computer that I realized the personal aspect of the colors. They told a story all their own about the style preferences of the woman or women in this Amish family.
Writer, marketer, columnist, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, son, township trustee, converted Anabaptist, community activist, my life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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Oh my, I think I see what you mean. Perhaps to keep plain “whities” from showing through colored dresses?? 🙂
That might be, Melodie. But I was told that it is the private way for Amish teens and adult women to personally express themselves. That’s why I worded it the way I did, very carefully.
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Oh my, I think I see what you mean. Perhaps to keep plain “whities” from showing through colored dresses?? 🙂
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That might be, Melodie. But I was told that it is the private way for Amish teens and adult women to personally express themselves. That’s why I worded it the way I did, very carefully.
Bruce
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