This year, gamelan rehearsals are held in the main school of music building. After some difficulty figuring out where the closest bus stop was, I’ve established a routine of arriving thirty or forty-five minutes early and sitting beside the pond outside the music school to do some reading. A heron appears to reside in the pond–I’ve seen it almost every time I’ve walked past the pond.
As I mentioned, there were sheep everywhere in the Lake District. They wandered up and down the hills with no hint of apprehension and seemed happy to spread out to wherever they were able.