“She was carrying some of those repulsive yellow flowers. God knows what they’re called, but they are somehow always the first to come out in Moscow. They stood out very sharply against her black spring coat. She was carrying yellow flowers! What a disturbing, revolting colour…” ~ Mikhail Boulgakov, “the Master and Margarita”

She Was Carrying Yellow Flowers by ~La-Chapeliere-Folle