A walk! A real walk! Since Griffith Park has now reopened, we got up very, very early and ventured out - masked, of course - but yes! we even let our mouths and noses out for a bit of fresh air when there was no one in sight. After ten weeks, this felt like something extraordinarily daring. Probably about half the other people whom we saw - and there weren't that many of them - wore masks: then another 25% had a bandana round their neck, or dangled a mask from their hand, or something else that was both symbolic and useless. Here's the edge of the Marty Tregnan Junior Golf Academy (if we swiveled round, our house would be downhill in the trees on the right), which has been silent for an age, now.
It was so good to get out.
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