More Orange, Please!

downloadWhat’s not to love about the color orange?

It is the rich, ripe hue of giant pumpkins at farm stores, the kind my father let us choose for our jack-o’-lantern. Relieved of its squishy innards, it grinned and glowed on our front porch with a happy magic akin to that of the orange harvest moon smiling on our horizon.

My siblings and I always begged for the biggest, the grandpa pumpkin. These days, I am partial to baby pumpkins, though if I dared, I would bring the entire extended family home. But my spouse might question why our car contained forty-seven pumpkins, not even one of which was destined for pie.

So I content myself with a few, but savor orange inside and outside every store and farm stand I visit. A field of pumpkins, scattered like brilliant coins, equals a treasure found.

My mother always said orange was one of my best colors. I often wished I had been blessed with orange hair (why it is called “red” remains as much a mystery as why Caucasians are described as “white.”) I treat myself to watching occasional curly orange heads or ponytails bobbing down my street on their way to school. Clouds of leaves above and below show off similar glorious tints.

Orange is a natural to represent autumn’s joyous season, the color of family fun and thanksgiving for blessings we harvest each year.

But before we have carved jack-o’-lanterns or devoured pumpkin pie, an invasion of red and green ensues. What some refer to as the “Christmas Creep” arrives earlier every year.

Please understand that I love red and green, too. But frankly, they clash with orange.  Can’t we give orange its just due before decking the halls—and 99 percent of the stores—with red-clad Santas, poinsettias and sparkly green Christmas trees?

Should I hand out both candy corn and candy canes to trick-or-treat goblins? Have red and green encroached on October to the degree Santa, several hundred elves and a herd of reindeer also will show up on my doorstep for early snacks?

The orange season, with its Indian summer sunshine and colorful leaves, never lasts long enough. Christmas promotions gobble up Thanksgiving, leaving little time for families—especially those of retail employees—to spend time together and honor the Giver of all good things.

Besides, are we really in a hurry for winter’s arrival and all that ho-ho-ho snow?

4 thoughts on “More Orange, Please!

  1. Beth Steury

    I couldn’t agree more!! Fall is my most favorite season. The rule at our house is NO Christmas until after Thanksgiving, then we pull out all the stops and do Christmas BIG!

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    1. rachael Post author

      Smart rule, Beth! Thanks for commenting. I wish our American Thanksgiving was in October, when the Canadians celebrate (my son-in-law is from Ontario). It’s a gorgeous time of year, and perhaps we could celebrate in peace without Black Friday, etc., if Thanksgiving weren’t so close to Christmas. Let’s start a rebellion!

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  2. Becky Melby

    Preach it, sister! My senses are offended when I walk into a store on a beautiful fall day and I’m met with decked out Christmas trees and blow-up Santas. And I love your comment about red hair. I always wanted children with red hair–I got for boys who eventually grew red beards. I think I’ve written a dozen or so heroines with various shades of red hair. Love this post!

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    1. rachael Post author

      Thanks for raising your “Go, Orange” protest sign with me, Becky! One of these Octobers, I’ll be arrested for starting a lie-in in Walmart’s outdoor department.

      LOVE the red-bearded portrait of your sons you paint [chuckle]. Since red hair hasn’t surfaced in our family at all, I enjoy the long, luxuriant, wavy locks of our youth pastor’s wife–and write about lots of red-haired characters, just as you do!

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