It rained today.
The droplets, they pattered against the glass windows quite insistently. I couldn’t decipher their message, if any… though I noted a certain half-hearted urgency in their tempo.
There was also tea-time, today.
The buns, they lay steaming in a corner of the office. There were shrieks of delight from our friends as the pastries put on a final brave front, and for a while the cloak of silence that swathed the office rippled.
There were other things too. Things you didn’t get to see, today.
I hope the weather, and the food, and the wallabies, are agreeable, over there… where you are.