When I was a wee little one I lived in a room that was orange and yellow. The bottom of the room was orange and the top of the room was yellow. The yellow and orange were separated by a white chair rail. I never really liked either color, and I blame my parent's design choice. The other weekend, the Youth Room at Our Saviour's got a make-over. I have to admit, yellow doesn't make me cringe anymore.
Sandy Troyan is a crayon connoisseur, struggling vegetarian, and aspiring academic with a passion for community, ministry with the first third of life, street art, photography and organizing her life by color.
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