12 years ago last week i left my long marriage (of 26 years). the decision was difficult, the split painful. my friend alice was away for a year and offered me her home to care for. her bedroom was painted cream and her sheets were yellow. i picked daffodils and put them in a vase beside the bed. in the morning the sun filled the bedroom with a soft buttery glow.
ever since, i've had a "thing" about yellow sheets. i saw these on a line as we entered woody point on saturday.
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