In the garden

There’s an upcoming event. I set to. I have an idea. And it took some time. It wasn’t a day for being out much in any case, though the kiltwalkers streamed along the front, and I caught them from the garden as I returned with the Sunday paper. 
Later, a film, Past Lives, which has been getting great reviews. And I concur. It’s slow and the narrative minimal but quite beautiful. 
And then that was Sunday over.