Sunday, October 13, 2013
A promise is a cloud, fulfilment is rain.
Loic, the gardener, arrives at nine and starts blowing leaves into piles. It's a windy morning so this simplest of tasks takes on an added complexity. Bob and Sophie follow Loic round the garden, barking loudly. Whenever a pile of leaves is considered large enough to demolish they dart in , do leaf scattering cartwheels , then dart off again. Loic accepts their destructive involvement with stoic good humour. Bob and Sophie are finally exiled to the kitchen. Their reluctance to leave the leaf piles is all too evident.