Bright & Breezy

A serious scholar sits by an open window in his study.

He is hunched over many dusty old books, squinting here and there, his brows deeply wrinkled, chewing on a pencil.

All of a sudden, a light breeze springs up and brings with it the scent of the garden into his musty study.

For a moment, he is irritated and tries to ignore it, but then he has to put down the pencil, shake his head and smile.