Yesterday, a man thought I was monitoring traffic! He walked away with a smile on his face when I told him I was knitting a rope to the ocean.
Today, I enjoyed listening to a one-sided conversation as a woman walked by talking on the cellphone. “O my gosh! O dear! O how ridiculous!”
A man said that when the knit rope reaches the ocean there will probably be an explosion.
A colorful group of people approached, two of them painters from New York.
R. said thunderstorms were in the forecast and he was glad I had an umbrella. I had a hard time believing him with a sapphire sky so clear and blue, but the weather changes in a flash around here.
The hiker stopped and bent down to say hi to me under the huge shade umbrella. He and I have settled into a pleasant, superficial exchange.