Bedsheets - Seasonal Selections

I have found that in the summer months the colour of my bedsheets is lighter than in the winter. Does anyone else arrange their bedsheets according to season?

My bedsheets get darker.

Because of sweat, not because of preference.

And the odour changes from “fresh fields with spring lambs” to “old swamp with rotting fish” in the space of about two days.

But you’re English. What on earth are you doing taking sheep to bed with you?

Bedsheets are important: one spends a lot of time under them, wrapped up in them and on top of them. In summer it is hot so my bedsheets are lighter in colour to make it cooler and vice versa. Are there other bedsheet-conscious Forumosans out there who enjoy the harmony of bedsheet colour selection and the seasons?

But of course!

Interestingly and paradoxically, the winter sun in the late afternoon can cast a ray of light over one’s darker winter bedsheets making them appear lighter and thus create a harmonious contrast of colour. In summer the dark pall of the moments before a thunderstorm can make your summer selection seem gloomy. The former doesn’t work though if your bedroom is north or south facing. The only solution in this case would be to remove the bedsheets to a west-facing room and wait for the sun to shine its happy beams over your chosen bedsheets and the happy harmony sensation will be clearly evident. To maintain the harmonious relationship between your bedsheets and the summer season, it is best to keep a halogen light handy to be turned on as a thunderstorm approaches. The feeling of airiness and cool can be maintained and the gloom cast by the dark brooding clouds and oppressive humidity is easily dispersed. Bedsheet colour seasonal harmony balance maintenance is fundamental to our well-being and the well-being of humankind.

BroonAle: Forumosa’s own little Des Esseintes.

BroonAle should be bottled. I’m sure we can find bottlers and brewers on this island. We’ll call it Forumosan - Nutty BroonAle. :beer:

The intricate balance between the ever changing hues of light cast by the summer and winter suns and the innate constancy of bedsheet colours creates for the proponent of the harmoniuos and balanced bedroom a problem of some magnitude; how to perfect and retain that very same balance given the natural variables created as the sun moves steadily and unstoppably across the sky, altering the shades of happiness randomly and yet, deliberately, strewn over one’s bedsheets. As mood evolves in tandem with the movement of the sun it raises the question of the constancy of the bedsheet covers’ colour itself. Are they ‘one’ colour or are they many colours? At what point do we say to ourselves “That is the colour of my bedsheet”? Who determines at what point the angle of the sun’s rays display the optimum colour of your bedsheets? We can conclude that the harmonious relationship of one’s bedsheet colours with the seasons depends on one’s ability to adapt to the ever-fluctuating whims of nature. There is no constant balance and yet, there is. For I, my bedsheet colour seasonal selection is not merely a question of the bold and the bright but more a question of the shade, the dark, the in-between, the emphatic and the mysterious. My bedsheets reflect my journey through this intricate maze of existence; ever moving, ever changing, always moody, good and bad, patterned or plain. As the seasons change so do my bedsheet covers and, of course, their colours. Oh to strive for harmony. Oh to reach for that elusive point where one can stand up and proudly declare: “My bedsheet cover colour selection is in perfect harmony with nature’s changing hue”. Oh…

[quote]When at length his new house was ready, when nothing else was left save to settle the scheme of furniture and decoration, again he passed in review, carefully, and methodically, the whole series of available tints.

Slowly, one by one, he sifted out the artifical tones.

Blue by candle light assumes an artificial green tinge; if deep blue, like cobalt or indigo, it becomes black; if light, it changes to grey; it may be as true and soft of hue as a turquoise, yet it looks dull and cold.

Nor was it any use thinking of tints such as salmon-pink, maize, rose; their effeminate note would go against all his ideas of self-isolation; nor again were the violets worth considering, for they shed all their brightness by candle light; only red survives undimmed at night, - but then what a red! a sticky red, like wine-lees, a base, ignoble tint! Moreover, it struck him as quite superfluous to resort to this color, inasmuch as after imbibing a certain small dose of santonin, a man sees violet, and it becomes the easiest thing in the world to change about at will and without ever altering the actual tint of his wall hangings.

All these colors being rejected, three only were left, viz, red, orange, yellow.

Of these three, he preferred orange, so confirming by his own example the truth of a theory that a harmony is always to be found existing between the sensual constitution of any individual of a genuine artistic temperament and whatever color his eyes see in the most pronounced and vivid way.

It appeared to him that the eye of the man who has visions of the ideal, who craves veils to hide the nakedness of reality, is generally soothed and satisfied by blue and its cognates such as mauve, lilac, pearl-grey.

The blustering, swaggering type of men for the most part delight in startling tones of red and yellows, in the clash and clang of vermillions and chromes that blind their eyes and surfeit their senses.

Last come the class of persons, of nervous organization, and enfeebled vigor, whose sensual appetite carves highly seasoned dishes. Their eyes almost invariably hanker after that most irratating and morbid of colors, with it artificial splendours and feverish acrid gleams - orange.[/quote]

Hope this helps looney Broony.

I make my coffee fresh in the morning and the colour is a deep earthy brown when poured from the pot into the cup. Hours later that same coffee adopts an entirely different aspect. It is coffee but it not the same. What influenced this? Temperature. It leads me to consider the role temperature and heat plays in the ever-evolving world of bedsheet colour seasonal harmony and the relationship between light and dark, hot and cold. Do my bedsheets seem darker during a thunderstorm even though it is summer merely because the temperature rises? Are they in,fact hotter because it is darker? Is it the light? Can I reconcile the apparent contradiction between the intended coolness of the bedsheet selection and the darkness and rising temperature of a brooding summer storm?

Hmmm. The delicate aesthetic sensibility you are going for is too greatly contrasted, even contradicted by the presence of this:

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By the way, have you read Au Rebours?

Sure, I even bought one of these bamboo mats for summer. It really makes a difference!! Try it!

As long as it’s green. :bouncy: