Sitting in A field at dawn

Sometimes your actions seem to mirror exactly the soundtrack you are listening to, and this morning, I experienced such an event, which proved to be rather moving.
At 7.45 , somewhat blurry eyed I led the dogs down the lane for their first walk of the day, They don't "do" mornings very well at all ,so the walk is somewhat pedestrian and relaxed in nature, In actual fact the pace of the walk seemed to  mirror the music I was listening on my ipod, which turned out to be John Barry's theme from "Somewhere in Time".
We walked into the sheep field just down the lane and ambled slowly to the style where we sat looking back at the lights of the village. The wind was gusting strongly, but it was not cold, and as I sat down on the damp grass, each one of the dogs quietly took up position next to me, all of them touching a leg, thigh and an arm, a habit which is both comforting and rather sweet.
Moments later we were joined by Albert, who rubbed his head against each of the dog's faces in turn ( including Constance) and the six of us shared the peaceful morning air as John Barry's melancholy music played on.