i did a long walk to aerate my brain and drink in some sunshine and try to release some grief and anxiety. it worked to some degree but it still feels grim outside and in. i picked up a rainbow card left in the grill and saw a graffito by the lab school depicting a shark over houses and trees and a falling plane. i walked through the island and there were several people some with some without masks and respecting space. it occurs to me it's safer in the park than on the city sidewalks where half the people are bare faced and reliant on god or the masked for immunity. i did a picture of a stump where mister sat for a picture. i went across the playing field now unplayed on and becoming meadowy. across the street to the harbor where no boats are. saw a lady with her dogs me and mister met long ago. saw the tunnel by 63rd st. beach with the barricades turned over, resisted the lake's allure. followed a snake a few feet by the footpath. red wing blackbirds. lovely gray bird. walked by the driving range becoming wetland with meadow flowers and geese. saw nests in bobolink meadow that on closer look were human hair. did another picture of a y shaped tree leaning horizontally where mister also sat. got a call from b.r. saying mister tried to walk today and did a little. little steps, brave spirited boy. thought of how many times we walked this way when he could walk as far as me. thought of how different this walk without is. did pictures of the water closet house unroofed since b.c. buried my face in a boughs of sweet apple blossoms. did pictures of some tree characters. saw a camp in the tunnel under the drive by the museum with the celestial mosaics. walked by the half buried white buddha heads, got some foodstuffs, forgot the milk. now the sky is cracking dark and it's a dark cloud inside but i'm trying to be restful and peaceful and not so grim as it can seem.