I wonder who created pink.  Quite a brilliant soul, I’d say.  Even though my favourite colour is red, sometimes I can’t resist throwing in some white.

When I was growing up, boys wouldn’t be caught dead wearing pink.  Thank God we’ve evolved.

Fish have never seemed all that concerned with what other fish think.

And shoes just want to be run or walked in.  Who cares what colour they are?

As for Home Sweet Home … why not?

To conclude this vivid musing, if Mom Nature can create fuzzy pink things on a branch, surely I can display my own inner pinkness …