Jonquil had to choose between her bedroom with its sky view, and her basement with its garden view, and she chose the first. I thought she was mad, but now I understand.
I lay in bed, sleepless. The dark sky became dull gold, then bruised yellow and mauve, then it became a band of brilliant rose against blue, this faded, and it became stippled with little clouds. It changed each moment. It was my garden in the sky. A garden which just arrived, and gave. Every day different. Then I fell asleep.
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