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Kater Murr: Views from the Beletage
Ah, it is very pleasant to stretch out here on the parquet in front of the porte du balcon.
In the sun.
Lunchtime ...
Have you also noticed that the quietest time on a Sunday is lunchtime?
The old pendulum clock on the dark antique commode ticks leisurely, and a few delicate white clouds drift across the blue early summer sky.
A furtive breeze brings a scent, a fragrance from distant lands, mysterious and filled with a soft glow.
This silence, this wonderful silence up here, the rustling of the treetops and the distant chirping of birds ...
It is cozy, and this coziness makes me purr.
How the parquet smells in the sun!
My human is once again sitting in my chair. Sometimes I allow him to do that; after all, I am a cat of great education and kindness.
However, I have made it a condition that I can always take a seat on his lap - and then he dutifully has to stroke my fur.
Of course, also my ears.
What did you think?
Aaaahh ... I suspected it!
This aroma ... oh yes, I know it. My human is once again enjoying a cup of tea.
Of course, it is green tea, which we both like ...
Nanu?
Well ... excuse me for a moment, but I must first check on something.
This bouquet is ... unusual.
Tea?
Yes, tea, green tea, pleasant and tangy.
Oho, this is something! My human himself smells of green tea!
Oh yes ... oh yes, this is wonderful, I must sniff my little nose again ... and here behind his ear ... and on his neck ...
What a fine flower this scent possesses!
Hmmm ... no, it is not just tea alone, that is out of the question.
There is a hint mixed in that seems familiar to me. What could that be ...?
Quickly took another sniff ...
Yes!
Bergamot, it must be bergamot!
So gentle, so mild, so pleasant.
So fresh, almost summery, and yet there is a tone beneath that is warmer and reminds me of wood warmed by the spring sun.
I really must sniff again ... what does this remind me of?
I've got it.
It is a triad, a chord.
Of green tea, finely mild and spicy, tangy, not sweet and not bitter, sunlit wood, and fresh spring flowers, just picked.
It is the green tea that creates this mood.
The sunlit wood is an addition, discreet, polished, reliable, it seems to me.
The spring flowers quietly frame the scent.
It is magnificent, pleasant, cozy, friendly.
A fragrance just right for spring days, April and May, and for early summer.
Now I place my paws on my human's chest.
For I want to sniff! Sniff!
Yesss, oh yes, I accept that.
The midday silence, birds chirping, and a scent of green tea.
Sundays have always been my favorite days.
And I show my human this by purring loudly ...
In the sun.
Lunchtime ...
Have you also noticed that the quietest time on a Sunday is lunchtime?
The old pendulum clock on the dark antique commode ticks leisurely, and a few delicate white clouds drift across the blue early summer sky.
A furtive breeze brings a scent, a fragrance from distant lands, mysterious and filled with a soft glow.
This silence, this wonderful silence up here, the rustling of the treetops and the distant chirping of birds ...
It is cozy, and this coziness makes me purr.
How the parquet smells in the sun!
My human is once again sitting in my chair. Sometimes I allow him to do that; after all, I am a cat of great education and kindness.
However, I have made it a condition that I can always take a seat on his lap - and then he dutifully has to stroke my fur.
Of course, also my ears.
What did you think?
Aaaahh ... I suspected it!
This aroma ... oh yes, I know it. My human is once again enjoying a cup of tea.
Of course, it is green tea, which we both like ...
Nanu?
Well ... excuse me for a moment, but I must first check on something.
This bouquet is ... unusual.
Tea?
Yes, tea, green tea, pleasant and tangy.
Oho, this is something! My human himself smells of green tea!
Oh yes ... oh yes, this is wonderful, I must sniff my little nose again ... and here behind his ear ... and on his neck ...
What a fine flower this scent possesses!
Hmmm ... no, it is not just tea alone, that is out of the question.
There is a hint mixed in that seems familiar to me. What could that be ...?
Quickly took another sniff ...
Yes!
Bergamot, it must be bergamot!
So gentle, so mild, so pleasant.
So fresh, almost summery, and yet there is a tone beneath that is warmer and reminds me of wood warmed by the spring sun.
I really must sniff again ... what does this remind me of?
I've got it.
It is a triad, a chord.
Of green tea, finely mild and spicy, tangy, not sweet and not bitter, sunlit wood, and fresh spring flowers, just picked.
It is the green tea that creates this mood.
The sunlit wood is an addition, discreet, polished, reliable, it seems to me.
The spring flowers quietly frame the scent.
It is magnificent, pleasant, cozy, friendly.
A fragrance just right for spring days, April and May, and for early summer.
Now I place my paws on my human's chest.
For I want to sniff! Sniff!
Yesss, oh yes, I accept that.
The midday silence, birds chirping, and a scent of green tea.
Sundays have always been my favorite days.
And I show my human this by purring loudly ...
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