What a beautiful day.
This morning after tai chi chuan, I went with the oldest grandson and his friend to the muffin shop. They each had a corn muffin and gave the lady the money. The friend’s dad pulled the wagon until these not-yet-three-year-olds decided they wanted to pull it themselves. It took cooperation.
In the afternoon the younger grandson stopped by and did a bit of exploring.
Then I took a walk.
Here are a few scenes. (I have no idea why that band sprouted where it did — unless it is tied to the production of The Sound of Music, which opened last night. It does have a rather Alpine look to it.)







That brass band and the cat (?) crack me up. Clearly you live in the happening part of town.
We just lack more of the comforts of the natural world. That’s why I usually walk very early — no cars, at least!