Early morning decisions. Bob is faced with the challenge of sharing the back of the car with rucksacks and cases. Being highly adaptable he finds an almost flat corner and snuggles down.
Today Bob goes to the station. He watches the arrival of the regional train from behind the safety of my legs. He takes the unloading of the car and the departure of our house guests in his stride. During this first wave of visitors we have once again marveled at the generational divide and discovered that 1) If you're going to Nebraska head for Lincoln. The night life there is years ahead of Fargo's 2) If on a hot date you can get the best 'bound to impress with your sophistication' French Kiss Martini ( Vodka, pineapple juice and raspberry liqueur ) at La Taverne in Eureka Springs, Arkansas and 3) There is a sure fire way of catching catfish with your hands but don't try it with Gar fish.
In the greengrocer two novelties. Black garlic from Spain ( smells more potent than the locally grown variety ) and fresh turmeric. We buy some turmeric.
On the way home an accident on the motorway. I take my hat off to the emergency services but have severe doubts about parents that slow to a crawl and let young children see things that young children shouldn't see.
A walk through the sunflower fields before the sun rises and the mercury climbs. Two deer bolt out of the trees ten yards ahead of us and charge through the sunflowers. They're quite invisible but the crack-crack of the sunflower stems as they plough through them tells Bob he has company.
A warning about walking on glaciers and proof that life is stranger - much stranger - than fiction . As the bodies were 'perfectly preserved' you could assume that glaciers are gentle stewards : https://www.theguardian.com/world/2017/jul/18/bodies-of-swiss-couple-missing-for-75-years-found-on-glacier