Saturday, April 18

We have come to Prisma to buy some food. I spot a small section of Easter balloons, which surprises me because I do not recall ever seeing any balloons at Easter before.

I look down on the floor and notice that a balloon dog has escapes and is wafting around the shop floor. Oddly, as it moves slowly in whatever breeze exists inside shops, it starts to look momentarily real. Not like a real dog, but more like a real cartoon dog that has escaped from a cartoon into real life.

I watch it for awhile and then move in to photograph it. A few minutes later I will turn round and catch it following me.