Caspar phone home

Another hot summer's day. The apparent temperature was 30°, but that must have been in the shadow. In the sun it felt much warmer.
Caspar walked a kilometre, did his business, but then did a sit-in, looking down on our village and the road we used.
Very clear, he didn't want to go any further but go back home. And I was a good dad, so back we went.