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An unhurried walk after the rain

After the rain stopped, I took the longer path home through the small park. The benches were still wet, so I kept walking and watched drops fall from the leaves. Without music in my ears, the ordinary sounds of the street felt surprisingly distinct.

Near the gate I paused to watch a bird searching the grass. I know very little about birdwatching, and that made the moment pleasant: there was nothing to identify correctly or photograph for anyone. I simply stood still until the bird moved into the hedge.

A small pot of basil by the kitchen window

This evening I moved a small pot of basil beside the kitchen window. Turning the pot and clearing the saucer took only a few minutes, but it made the corner feel cared for.

I keep a simple note about what I observe rather than watering on a fixed schedule. Reading about basil helped me notice the leaves and light, then I put the screen away and checked the soil with a finger.