A wonderful sunny day in the park. I sat on a bench, was about to reach for my phone, but realized that the day was simply too beautiful and instead stared at the branches above. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a mother with her baby sat on the next bench along and I briefly glanced towards them before returning to slowly, gently breathing in the late spring.
I suppose I should have picked up on the sounds, but I admit that I didn’t. The child was communicating with its mother and the mother was responding with some sort of “ahm, yes, ahm”, more like an official who you happen to have disturbed in the middle