A mass of mango

When I'm judging colors, or comparing masses of them, I usually take my glasses off. If you'd done that this morning, this would have been your vision of Roy rolling our soffit color on for a test.

Without sharp edges to distract me, it's easier for me to get the flavor of the ceiling and walls against the soffits. Of course daylight played some tricks -- bright places certainly didn't look the same shade as those in shadows -- but by the time he'd gotten a good coat on, I liked what I saw.

Robert's less sure; he thinks it's odd. I think it will grow on him.