(remembering a passage from Hume? ...)

It's probably not just because I was up at the crack of seven to have breakfast with the father...

... but on the way up, I saw a new shade of yellow. It was a big bright yellow backhoe thing, slightly tinged orangeish... and I was totally amazed at the newness and unexpectedness of that particular shade.

There were some other bright yellow things, but those were not the same color.