Grey like the coming, and grey like the fading, big city snow, grey like those heavy skies and grey, so soft and tender for mushrooms loaded with aroma. This week's Queen of Colors couldn't be more Bonjour Tristesse, any more silent and slow, blurry dreams, with a delicious outlook into the new week. Metaphores, in no need of further explanations. A lot might unfold from here, a lot of glitter and sun comes from this place. Have a great Sunday night.