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It sweeps in silently on the wind. A sudden sheet of rain is thrown at the window, rattling like gravel on windows and roofs. As quickly as it arrives, it disappears.
Twinkling and multi-coloured, they fill the living room window. Illuminating the darkness of these short days, a small square of merriness piercing the gloom.
They wear pyjamas and their faces are painted with ghoulish designs. They clutch their bags excitedly, their eager eyes lit by the glow of the smiling pumpkins in each window.
The rain falls like noise on a television screen, covering the ground with a shimmering film of water. The sun shines through it with a sepia light. A picture of an autumn shower caught in the window’s wooden frame.
Bright pink flowers burst with life. Consummate showmen, they zing against the grey of the rain-soaked window. Tight buds wait in the wings beneath the dark green leaves, ready for their cue to enter.
Front hooves balance on the edge of the horsebox window. His sculptured face and soft nose are turned towards the wind as it rushes past. He revels in the feel of it, his mane blowing out behind him.
Heart-shaped leaves and spindly tendrils have taken over. They spread themselves up the wall and around the window like an invading force. At intervals, blue flower spikes shoot out, firework-like against the green.
Never noticed before, I see them through the window. Each one sports a little white windmill, spinning vigorously on such a breezy morning.