The front wall of my house faces south, which means that the large pink face is rapidly fading in the sunlight, lhumdullah. It’s still not a particularly attractive color, but now it’s more of a creamy salmon than a baby’s-bower pink. Actually, it’s a dead match for the Crayola crayon that used to be called “flesh” and is now, I think, “peach”.
But really, anything is better than the color it used to be, so I’m thrilled. :)
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