The day slowly creeps on through the warm, dense summer air. The branches of the trees are now heavy with leaves and adolescent song...

John - “What are you thinking about?” … Jane - “Hmm? Oh, nothing for once” [bird song] John -“What is it about days like this? The sun?...

There is a silent change happening in the world. The kind that only people with too much time on their hands notice, or those that have...