Station stairs, buds and hot weather meals.

1. Seeing a familiar face coming up the stairs at the station.

2. There is the promise of nasturtium flowers in furled buds with a snip of red and yellow showing. Maybe tomorrow or maybe the next day.

3. No one feels like eating much -- but there are some bones of cold chicken to pick at, and thin slices of bread and butter.

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