You Only Live Once.
So, take a break.
Spot a frog sunning on a pipe over a village pond.
Watch him jump and settle underwater.
Jump in after. Dog paddle.
Stir the water, splash, cool off. Try to catch the frog. But quicker than you, a better swimmer, able to breathe under water, he escapes.
Wet, mosey over to the tent where Christopher sleeps. The air is sweet with the smell of mint–seedlings mixed in the grass that have been crushed underfoot. Find a clump of grass. Circle, circle, then settle. Listen to the wind in the branches, the cicadas in the field beyond. Head on paws, stretched out, sigh, then doze.
Revel in summer green.