The world in the palm of your hand

This morning, from the train window, I saw two deer grazing on the edge of woodland. This evening I saw swirling pockets of mist forming in the fields, catching the evening light.

It felt like almost everyone else was staring down at the device in the palm of their hand, at least one of them catching up on 'Strictly come on who actually gives a fk'.

Evolution is reversing ...