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We can catch our breath on the terrace, which is how we start seeing bees, etc. Someone is very happy about having sorted out broadband, while yours truly is gazing (and nearly cheering) at every airplane that goes by on its way to Heathrow or viceversa. This is definitely something I won't miss. I could see airplanes from my windowsill, and often did, but more or less the size of mosquitoes. Now they're significantly larger, and don't require any neck twisting. I know a lot of folk were excited during the extended grumpiness of Eyjafjallajökull that the sky was clear and silent. Not me. I need to know planes are coming and going to get a sense that the world is still revolving. Yeah, the sun, moon, stars and seasons do the job just as nicely for most of you out there. I need to see people on the move, going places that excite them, to feel alive. Quite a bonus that I can check up on it from this very terrace. The odd red balloon also helps, though is only about putting smiles on my face and suggesting that I should take it easy. Which I plan to do in a month, if all boxes are out of the house and most stuff in its corner.