Well, we were going to go to the Quay and pick up Katie and Alex along the way but Alex was getting vaccinated so we had a chance to go to Oakalla, aka Deer Lake Park instead. Keith and Paul and I walked and had a brief picnic lunch there.

The birdsong is so much louder than the cars.  When we sat on a bench we could see the cars cascading down Royal Oak, but we couldn’t hear them, unless they were emergency vehicles.  People were friendly and said hello.

I came home full of birdsong and sunshine, although my pelvis was temporarily crabby.

1.8 hours last night and 270 words or thereabouts.  I’ve backed up my words so far.

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