I got up extremely early - June was still swimming with dolphins in the desert dry bed - and let myself out of the archeological ruin front door after feeding all the animals with the early morning news (June would update them later and possibly add a traffic report). I caught the one cloud in the sky and followed it to where its rain drops hit the ground. I met the bungalow god and we talked of first and second floors - we parted when our conversation had reached the roof. When I came back June was talking to a tractor about a ploughed line. Without thinking I changed it into an egg shaped sun over a chicken coop. As usual no one noticed so I changed it again to a rain cloud over a totem pole even though it should never be allowed to rain on our ancestors.