I remember when I was 18 I was fond of opulent fabrics. It was a long time ago and it's never happened since, but I had this bronze dress in crushed velvet with little covered buttons on the sleeves and at the neckline. Every time I see one of these striated sunsets I think of that dress.

The fondness for that dress was as fleeting as the sunset.

A morning helping Mam, an afternoon helping me.