About a week ago the planets and stars aligned correctly and I had a chance to sit on a blanket in the park and just relax. Usually when I have time it rains, and when it's sunny it's too hot, etc. I thought I might get rained on, but it was OK for the hour I was there. That's how long it takes before I get restless with just laying on a blanket and relaxing. I know. I didn't say it made sense.
Here's my spot. It's at the bottom of Art Hill, at the basin. Soooo pretty. Up the hill is the Art Museum, to the right an extremely picturesque bridge, under which pass people in paddle boats. Nice, tranquil, lovely. Still hot. I only knit one row, then spent the rest of the hour reading comic books.