Warm sun on my face. Baby lambs bleating. Jawdaws discussing. Cold wind. Distant tractors. A car. A cattle grid vibrating. Lots of dogs barking and howling far off. Pigeons cooing. Pheasants sqawking. Many birds singing many songs. Robins, Wrens, chaffinches. Dogs barking louder and faster now, like they’re all running somewhere together. A chainsaw connecting with a tree. Machinery grating metal on metal. Ok time to come inside. It’s loud. Coming from the countryside in south England to north is a sensory experience. My senses are heightened. Everything is new.