I recorded a podcast this morning about the Open Group For Bedlam Farm and I took my digital recorder into the basement, into the cold storage room so many old farms had to keep vegetables cold and fresh in the winter. Red is almost always with me, and when he isn’t, he tends to pace looking for me. As I began the recording, I saw a shadow in the window – it had rained all night – and I saw that Red had tracked the sound of my voice into the back yard and over to the basement window. I went outside and brought him in, he lay down next to me, which seemed right. I’ll put the podcast up shortly.