L’ Arrière-pays

Here, in the heights of the Haute Saône, in the Southern Vosges mountains remain a few peasants who are called : the high people. An angel looks at them. Wide-eyed, open-mouthed, wings spread-out. He’d like to stay on, but his wings are caught in a massive tempest unleashed from paradise, and he cannot fold them… We call this tempest progress. In the near future, when the milkman comes no longer at night to collect milk from their farms, the high people will disappear.” (Guy Olivier)