“Your letter to me is dated February.”
“It’s very cold outside and you look at your curtains, thinking – “life is passing me by and I can’t stand them any longer”.
My sister brings you a sample of fabric from the nearest town – “Butter yellow linen with peonies” – just what you want.”
“You choose the paint and can’t sleep that night for thinking how you will redecorate your room.”
syb & me 