What a word.

And what a world it would be without it.


Blue sky.

Green grass.


Just think.

A black-and-white world would be, well…

A horse of a different color.

Buildings around town sport new hues.

The Odeon Theater.

Reigning Cats & Dogs.

Market Square.

All on the west side of the square.


Mason County Craftsmen.

Both on the north side.

Nothing like a fresh coat of paint.

And of course the recently established Lea Lou Co-Op.

You can get all colors of paint at Mason Building Supply.


From Old Latin “colos,” says Trusty Webster.

Meaning, “a covering.”

To conceal, to hide.

You can color the truth.

But the truth will out.

People eventually show their true colors.

Color soothes.



Or makes us stop in our tracks.

Such as a red light.

Maybe you are a person of color.

Or one with a colored past.

Walk around the square and take in the local color.

Move around.

Get some color in those cheeks.

Football season’s here.

Go Punchers!

Defend our school colors!

Soon, leaves will turn color.

As summer departs.

It’s been a hot one.

But also a wet one.

And aren’t we glad.

Just look around at the celebration.

Vivid color regales the crape myrtles.

And lantana.

And esperanza (aka “Yellow Bells”).

And cenizo (aka “Texas sage”).

But, in their case, only when it’s about to rain.

And then they explode into psychedelic purple bushes.

As miraculous as the Burning Bush.

Vocatus atque non vocatus, Deus aderit.

That’s Mason.

Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.


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