Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky
~ Jimi Hendrix
With less than three weeks left to go before Midsummer’s Eve, spring is in full swing. The days aren’t as warm as we’d like yet, but summer is on the doorstep. The color purple caught my eye today on spruce cones along the Salt Marsh Trail. It won’t be long before their light purple color will darken and eventually change to brown. Right now, their hue contrasts nicely with the fresh light green of the new growth.
Starfish can often be spotted from the first couple of bridges along the trail. Today I was able to catch a glimpse of one with its arms stretched out evenly in the water. Live, local starfish have a purple cast that’s barely discernible on sun-dried specimens found along the seashore.
Following the lead of wild ones in the grass, the deeper purple tame violets have emerged in the flower bed. Their brilliant color will fade with the summer’s heat.
Purple lupins are a common sight along the side of the road and in gardens in Nova Scotia. Though they’re also found in shades of pink and white, the purple ones seem to dominate.
Purple is a color associated with spirituality, mystery and royalty. During different periods in history, its use in clothing has been restricted to either nobility or an elite class of individuals. It can be created by a variety of methods using lichens, the roots of madder plants or murex shells, with the latter producing the most brilliant hue. In painting, it was a favorite of Vincent Van Gogh who often juxtaposed it with yellow for maximum effect.