Perfect primary yellow. As children we learned to associate it with sunshine and happiness and hope. The fields of it, spotting the horizon and juxtaposing spring green every April is enough to make our winter-weary hearts skip a beat. How many times have we wished we could run through these fields and wrap ourselves in a blanket of yellow? 

Too many to count.

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