COLOR 



Fig. 24. 



yellow and blue are blended, the result is green. 

 In these six we have the rainbow, if you add that 

 deeper blue we call indigo, on its outer rim, and 

 that strange liver color which fills the space be- 

 tween the two arches when there is a double bow. 

 No color is black. Where all colors blend we 

 have the pure white light — if we use the spec- 

 trum, because if you mix pigments that way you 

 have only a mess. We paint the earth when we 

 plant flowers, but a charm of these little friends 

 is the tender and ethereal quality of their color. 

 A certain red in paint is thick and dull, but on the 

 petal of a rose, peony or rhododendron it gleams 

 like a jewel. 



Nature does not enjoy a reckless mixing of 

 tints. She softens her distances by toning them 

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