Escale à Parati Dior 2012

“I want to play,” calls the lemon exuberantly to the bitter orange. The latter hops along excitedly, and both frolic wildly and joyfully in the sunlight.
“I want to join too!” complains the bergamot, trying to catch up with the two.
“You can’t play with us, we don’t want you here, we’re already complete without you! Three is one too many!” taunt the lemon and bitter orange in unison.
Dejected, with drooping shoulders and a trailing scent tail, the bergamot walks away.
Meanwhile, the two gossiping sisters are having a great time, scenting the heat of the day and shining brightly.
The already youthful mint watches the lively antics of the two little ones, shaking her head for a while, until it becomes too much for her. “Now both of you come here, in this heat, let’s have some cooling mint water first, or you’ll just collapse on me!”
With loud protests, the playful antics stop in favor of the promised refreshment; a wise decision, given how heated both are.
With a warning finger, the mint instructs both to enjoy themselves in the cool shade under her supervision from now on, which - of course again amid fierce protests - they eventually do.
With a watchful eye, the mint observes how the game of the two little fools becomes calmer, no longer quite so loud, no longer quite so unruly, but rather more peaceful and gentle.
And as time drips slowly away in the afternoon heat, the adult tonka bean, the already experienced cinnamon, and the calming rosewood join in. The three surround the playing little ones, inquire with the mint about the course of the day, and decide that it is now time for the little ones to settle down.
Lemon and bitter orange, exhausted from their hours of play, offer little resistance and lie down on the bed made by the mint, while cinnamon, tonka bean, and rosewood harmoniously begin to sing a soft lullaby.