"To discuss the weather together = this it’s all the same of talking/ not talking about love." Barthes, The Preparation of The Novel

Familiar but ever shifting images. A view from above. From the ground it’s been clear skies, daffodils, fire crackle, cold hands, cold breeze, hot cheeks, happy tears. Familiar but ever shifting images.

Always contradictions. To talk/ not talk about love in times of genocide. To talk/ not talk about weather in times like these.