We went for a walk along the harbour to the Vauxhall yacht club car park and jetty / launching ramp where a cheery man was preparing to take his small yacht out and make the most of the slight breeze.
We passed a few others out walking, but not many. Most people who were out and about on Sunday morning were in the cars that were swishing past.
Walking is a conspicuous event in a small city. I am sure that to some people who see me out walking (as I do regularly to or from work) I will be that strange 'Walking Lady'.
I can understand those who have i-pods, as it creates a diversion and helps block out any self-consciousness or embarrassment at being noticed. Personally though, I don't like them as they remove me too much from my immediate environment.
I remember when we were in LA in the' 70s (a stopover of one day on our way to the UK ) we left our motel in the early evening to go look for a hamburger place and couldn't believe we were the only ones in the whole of that huge city, walking. (Or that's how it felt anyway.) We were such naive, country-bumpkin kiwis. I mean to say, we could have ended up victims of a drive-by!
We have had some tree pruning done around our property with its arbour views. Pines, and some other large trees that are neither use nor ornament, have bitten the dust and been turned into firewood for winter. This culling has let in a lot more light. Hopefully we will get grass again in bald patches where it had died off, and the glasshouse mouldering these past few years in the shade, will bask once more in sunlight with the grapevine inside, again producing grapes.