At 6:30 one morning last week a short, gnomelike figure dressed in a cream-colored coat, grey flannels and sneakers darted through the dew-drenched shrubbery of Paris' Bois de Boulogne. He paused to stare reflectively at a lush hydrangea bush, then hurried on to pick up a dead limb, a handful of dead leaves and a piece of old oak bark. To startled park gardeners an official explained: "That gentleman is a famous Japanese flower arranger, Monsieur Sofu."
By afternoon the results of visiting Flower Arranger Sofu's harvest were ready for display in Paris' Bagatelle chateau. Withered leaves on a dead branch...
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