Why is it that the truth makes me feel I have to be on the defensive? Where is the truth in the meaning the truth will set you free? I shouldn't have to get my shotgun out. I shouldn't have to crack my whip. And I surely do not have to set my dog on you!
Anyway, for this week's colour challenge, I look into my very dependable Sn@tch closet. Papaya whip looks like yellow-beige to my eyes.