1. We compose jingles for the things we see.
2. I make this observation to John and he laughs.
3. We meet two shy dogs in quick succession – the collie sticks to the undergrowth to protect her stick while the afghan waits until we step out of the way, then zooms down the path to catch up with his mum, his long locks flowing as he runs.
3b. The woods are humid and I’m very sticky – then a welcome rain shower starts. (The leaf canopy protects me from most of it, so I end up pleasantly cooled rather than soaked.)
3c. I lie on the living room floor. A breeze drifts in from the door, from the window. The air slowly becomes fresher.