That frosty February morning, shaped by the Kars climate, is interrupted by the footsteps of a young woman rushing to catch the bus to Paris. As she takes her first step toward the door, she is met by a murky puddle of water churning where the garden used to be. The river had burst its banks; houses, roads, and the entire village had turned into a vast lake. This rare experiment in comedy and romance, co-directed by Jean-Luc Godard and François Truffaut, weaves chaos into the rhythm of an ordinary day. As the young woman tries to make her way across the water with her bicycle and a makeshift boat, humor and melancholy drift along the same current. Small details, the sounds carried by the wind, and the streets swallowed by the water are reshaped through the cinematic language of that era. The journey may remain unfinished, but the water records everything in its own memory.