I look on my desk and I see three shades of red, in order of hue from darkest to lightest. An interesting coincidence. First, the ornately detailed bandana, crumpled up, but not drenched in sweat (as I didn't happen to have a lawnmowing job at all today). Then, Larkin's rose, which is miraculously still very full and beautiful. Through the glass vase, the way the afternoon sunlight reflects off the petals makes a red aura around my desk. Third, my glass of red wine. It's so crimson it's almost black, even in its watered-down form (it's got a few ice cubes in it). I just thought that was neat.