There was magic in the park tonight. The fireflies were a bit like fairies. Shakespeare in the park when listened to from the Castle sounds backwards, very abstract. Two men asked me for the location of the Rambles. One of them did not really want to go this late at night. The other one really wanted to. An Italian couple asked me to take a picture of them. A hobby broker was giving investment tips, his racing bicycle parked on the hill. I watched the turtles in the pond by the big lawn. They looked like a really slow rain, grasping for air on this hot summer evening.