[right now, she needs some time to think -- or maybe "space out" would be the more appropriate term to use here -- so Hartmann is up a little earlier than usual, if still not quite fully awake yet. Armed with breadcrusts, she's parked herself on the edge of the roof, idly
feeding some birds which seem to have been chased away from their usual spots by the ever-present parrots]
Hahhh...there goes the first week of August. I wonder how long it'd be until the seasons change.
[yes, talking about harmless topics like the weather is a good way to relax, 'tis truth. Talk over the journal, or join her in person?]