We’re sad to say good bye to the sand dunes, to the sea-side sauna and the swing, to the forest and to all the friends we made. Many of them are migratory birds like us, living somewhere far from where they were born and leaving often. Most of them do not believe that art is ‘natural’, though they all believe that love is. Many of them make children but few of them will enjoy an afterlife. As we tally the results of our surveys and prepare our memories for publication, we cannot help but smile.