Kitchen, heavy reading and fly past.

1. I come down to the smell of rain and the smell of coffee.

2. My son is going away for a few days with my parents. His luggage includes his Madeline pan and some weighty reading matter. My parents both make the same assumption about his chunky hardback -- but it is just Game of Thrones.

3. This summer's sparrows fly low through the garden so close that I can feel the air displaced by their thrumming wing feathers.

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