I drive downtown behind a small silver car. Halfway to town the large head of a black lab pokes out of the back side window, ears and pink tongue flap in the wind. Can a dog smile?
Passing the gas station, I see a very short little girl (on her tip toes) helping her mum by washing their car's front window with a squeegie.
On the way home I follow a car which has the top and a few dark green limbs of a Christmas tree peeking out of the back hatch. Is the tree trying to escape? "No, no don't take me to the landfill."