It is difficult for me to think of one color as my favorite. It depends on the time of year, you see.
In the spring, I adore the fresh soft green of the new tree buds as they unfurl. In the summer, I just can’t pick – the sky is so bright a blue, there are flowers abundantly everywhere and they are all such gorgeous colors. In the fall, as the trees and animals prepare for their winter naps, it’s the harvest golds that catch my eye…oh, and the nut browns too. But winter, oh winter! I adore red then. It means warmth and parties and hugs and togetherness. It is lovely.
So please, understand, I can’t select just one color. Don’t ask me to try. And I don’t understand how you humans can single out just one color either.