Glass = ice-cream. A bus stops here. A couple of times a day… (– If you don’t want ice-cream, you can have anthroposophical — occasionally homeopathically diluted — remedies in the clinic next-doors instead. The ice-cream, thank Dog, didn’t seem homeopatic! ‘Oh, the horror! Homeopathic ice-cream!’ cries mr Dog.)
The small white dots are butterflies — the fields were full of butterflies.