THE PAINTER

This is Mark, one of our neighbours. He used to be a painter. Of houses. I once told him that in a few years I'd painted more houses in Mezin than he had in a lifetime. He looked confused, so I showed him my painting of Mezin from a nearby hill. The composition consists of a view of the houses in the village that surround the church. I don't think he understood.
He also tried to give me a cage full of snails one day. I told him they'd eat my flowers. I think/hope he realised it was a joke.