Land Rover, baby and lights in the sky.
1. The taxi driver and I have been talking on the five-minute journey. As I get out, he thanks me for my story of rocking and jolting over fields in my grandfather's ancient green Land Rover that always smelled of petrol because of a leak in the tank.
2. I catch the gaze of a baby in a backpack and we both smile.
3. The sky is clear and dark enough that I can view the zodiacal light. I'd never heard of this before, but apparently around the equinox, light from the sun below the horizon reflects off space dust to brighten the sky just after dusk and before dawn.