Sanguine Saturday

"Sanguine by nature, Troy had a power of eluding grief by simply adjourning it. He could put off the consideration of any particular spectre till the matter had become old and softened by time."  Thomas Hardy -- Far from the Madding Crowd

I feel like playing some word games, so I am planning to write allitertively-inspired Days of the Week posts for a while here.  The idea, I guess, is to just see what the words bring to mind and toss some thoughts out onto the page

This Saturday's word, as you'll notice in the post title, is "sanguine."  

Please forgive me if I over-explain things and state the obvious, like how much I enjoy posting pictures.  I just snapped this one because I'm sitting by the window and notice that these ruby-red leaves fit my theme today, encapsulating both meanings of the word (the color and the feeling...the feeling because this view makes me feel cheerful.)

Like Troy, in the line from Hardy's novel, I have that ability, that sanguinity of nature that leads people to exclaim to me, sometimes, "Move over on that cloud and let me join you!"  

Or wait.  Is it being optimistic or just unwilling to read the writing on the wall?  Optimism, I think. 

I hope.