“...The cat always appears on the path with a bright red flash, as if out of nowhere. Concentrated and cautiously sneaks among the caps of grass, purple lupins, bitter-lilac phlox. Every time it’s almost miraculous: you turn your head, look out the dim window of the terrace and suddenly – the cat is running towards the house. Admiring how he gracefully makes his way through the dark green hedge of the golden ball or slides in the tall wet sedge near the rusty gate, I still don’t realize that my lessons are beginning. Later it turns out: this is a whole small cycle, several scattered lessons scattered over time, which over the years will develop into a science...”