One day this week I came stressing home. I was a bit miffed, coz I met Kristian outside - on the luggage carrier of his own bike, no helmet, and a friend riding it.
Going inside I found the entree a complete mess.
I tore the kitchen door open, and was met by this sight:
...my stress and anger vaporized like salt water on summer hot skin....
And I hurried up to tell Bodil how pleased I was by her flowers.