“Isn’t it beautiful here in the early morning?” I asked, making conversation with a passer-by.

The lady with her dog stopped.

“Especially the light,” I added.

“And especially after the rain – it’s so crisp and fresh!” said the lady.

“True,” I agreed.

“And people miss it by staying in bed,” she laughed.

“But not us,” I observed, laughing with her.

The dog urged to carry on and the lady in the white sun hat made to move, then she paused and turned back to me.

“You have a lovely day now!” she said cheerily.

“You too,” I answered equally cheerily.

Kindred spirits.