The circular is often difficult

 to comprehend.  Is there an inherent sense of vertigo to that which goes around in circles?  

Spring feels spiky

and at the same time circular with a wheel of purple and yellow/green at the center. The above, a descendant of Ceanothus -- that lovely wild lilac -- which my eyes & nose compete with bees.  Spring is nothing short of an elixir.  

The circular is a best friend

a diversity especially when place is at the center.  Is this real?  Or a dream?  A bit of fiction for a Friday afternoon?  
 

Color

Color takes light & eyes & imagination.
Imagination, the great namer.

And would you believe that my home state of New Jersey plays a key role in this color-naming.  So let's name the place:  Carlstadt, NJ.  Founding in the early '60s, Pantone created a color-standard language for fashion, cosmetic and medical communities.  Pantone grew into an color-standards empire also servicing design, ad agencies and the printing communities.  Institutes, too.  To come full circle (geographically-speaking), Chronicle Books, San Francisco, published the box-set "Pantone:  100 Postcards." A source-book for 2016 poetrybites.   Thanks, Pantone.  Thanks, Chronicle Books.

By the way, who says there's isn't inspiration in a box?

So to begin the year, here's color and "color-apped".  Locally-sourced:  Stern Grove.

So above, so below.  

The "real" Stern Grove tree above; below the image "apped" with Circular.  Pehaps, an eye into water?  

Let's return to imagination for a second.  This I know to be true -- food & poetry are inspired by the imagination's naming of color.