The child is lying quietly on the bed staring out the window. It is time for her afternoon nap. The room is flooded with light, it seems everything is white of different shades, the bed, furniture, the cat on top of the cupboard. The child stares out into the window, watching the trees, listening to the pigeons’ calls. ….
She often plays under the two linden trees just in front of the window. A rock thrown under the trees … an invitation to play.
She listens to the pigeons calling…. Slowly fading away.