Cow with Hams

Some surrealism for a slow Monday. I had a funny experience that felt like noticing summer in February: hearing tinny music through the window while I was working, and seeing it was coming from a group of boys sitting on a bench in the sun, with the bare tree branches glowing above them.

I went for a jog around sunset and a teenager tried to say "boo" to me. Fortunately this was predictable, because they were part of a group and the place was dark and secluded, so I didn't give them the satisfaction of flinching.