We crossed the sound from Öregrund to the island of Gräsö, Sweden. Now, car traffic is almost gone. We bicycle all the way to the northern end of the island. I can clearly feel how my attention gets completely redirected; I watch the birds; I notice the young leaves on the oak tree; and then I see the the two ladybugs apparently having fun on a leave; they ignore me and keep on with their lovemaking. Long after I've left them, I still have a smile on my face.