I think it was already 10 pm when we were about to hang out in the garden with our glass of white wine to look at the sky. It was still warm and the day was ending up. I remember very well, that there was something in the air, like a quietness.
The humidity was raising up from the ground, and I went inside to pick up a jacket.
When I came back, I saw that the animals were in a close circle around the tree. It was strange seeing these animals close by each other just silent. As if they were hidding a secret. I felt like, you know, this electrical tension when something is going to happen, but you don’t know what. Clouds of insects were ying above the ground, as if they were really exhausted. Birds were waiting in the tree. A blue lightening ashed accross the sky.
‘Fleur de pays’