A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are.

Kurz vor Mittag hinter dem Haus: Vorsommer im Schatten. Amseln und Stare durchmustern frisch geschnittenes Gras. Der Duft des Samstags: Warmes altes Holz, Blumenwiese, blühender Ginster. Daneben: Tagesplan und seine Ecken und Kanten. Und ein Traktor hinter den Teichen.