Today was Saturday. Working on a Saturday feels strange.
I mean, other people are swimming in the harbour, following a kayak.
shags are conversing
and drying their wings.
and mailboxes are waiting for letters ...
On the way home from work I spotted Mother Duck again - if it is the same one that I saw yesterday, I am sad to report she's lost three ducklings. (Which doesn't particularly surprise me, as yesterday I noticed a black-backed gull nearby, and they are known to be rather fond of baby ducklings ...)
At work today I had the experience of having my talk about the albatrosses interpreted for an audience who came from Hong Kong.
And that experience is where my American Sentence for today was hatched.
The interpreter listened to what I said, and then said what she liked.