A Little Girl In The Middle Of Nowhere Lost Her Happy Thought

he entered the study of Count Ladurée.

The room was large and lightly lit,

he had to open the heavy curtains

to filter the daylight.

As soon as the light lighted the room,

the commissioner found himself in a place outside of the known world. As if by a gate, he entered in the world of impossible things.

The walls were covered with books, then open maps, itineraries, meaningless codes,

open books thrown here and there.

A large globe all written with pen

with a firm hand of Count Ladurée,

with sea routes and land routes.

In Count Ladurée’s studio

there were things never seen before.

Being there among his things was like traveling without moving and watching his paintings;

it was like flying away.

Commissioner C. Monet placed on the plate

an old vinyl record.

Jazz! Only Jazz!

And the best, just to be clear!

Alone, in Count Ladurée’s empty room. That day C. Monet traveled far into heavens he did not know.

In some ways he also managed to fly

among the things that the wind and Nature

led him to connect together.

So, smells became light musical memories ... And jazz! ... Only Jazz!

Commissioner C. Monet saw himself as a child, in front of the Sea, in an infinite world to learn and investigate.

Meanwhile, in the stable, tender was the night.

Nature covered its primordial role

of only mother and unequivocal destiny.

Children grew up in those days with that climate that leads from winter to spring,

without realizing it ...

That slow and imperceptible climate that let it pass and blossom, which gives birth and then let the flowers grow. At that time Mother Nature gave everything to the two children!

Hélène the white cow with black spots

was a midwife to the baby and mother and wise grandmother to Mary Jane.

Thomas & Bernhard were their naughty

cheerful friends, a fantasy to be discovered.

Faust the dog and Antonin the horse

had the role that a father and a grandfather have in a family of human beings.

That's all... In such a big house, like Nature itself.

Over time, Mary Jane

began to understand the personality of every single animal,

as she had expected.

By developing this knowledge,

she was able to interact with each animal

without ever offending them in their personal character.

Since, at first glance, all cows seemed to her identical,

so as all sheep and chickens.

But it was not that simple

as the distracted gaze said.

All animals were different from the others,

both in features and character.