Mister's snoring wakes me up. Because going back to sleep doesn't work, especially when I try, I go for a glass of water. My attention is drawn by a ladybug that has made the window sill its home base. Such a lovely creature belongs with mother nature, I think. I try to pick up the little insect to release it outside. Jorn, the big hero of ladybugs. Maybe I'll get a medal, or they'll put my picture on stamps. The ladybug doesn't crawl on the leaf that I lay down in front of its mini-legs. What's wrong? After careful consideration with myself, I decide to blow softly against this colourful animal.