Fortress, Stage Coach or Pirate Ship?

Every day, on my walk, I pass a vacant lot where a small untamed tree supports a tire swing. It has always struck me as a bit lonely and not very exciting. A few days ago a cardboard box appeared as well. Suddenly this is a magical place. I see the possibilities; fortress, stage coach or pirate ship. I know that the young spirit who has furnished this dream world is more likely into space ships or something more current from a cartoon or movie that I am too grown-up to understand. No matter. I smile as I round the corner and see that the submarine/train/time travel machine has moved since the day before. I can feel the residual energy of an imagination at

work. I can hear the echoes of play.

Color-by-Name!

My current favorite color is "Venetian Shade". I almost couldn't resist "Raindrops on Roses" for my bedroom walls but I did.
When I lie half awake and look at the walls I hear "Venetian Shade" in my mind and imagine a late afternoon Plaza with a bistro-table and chairs. The shadows are cast long and people are beginning to gather with friends. Day will soon pass into dusk and who knows what the evening might bring?
If I ever got to choose a dream career it would be naming paint colors.