Benedict Canyon

I am in Los Angeles for a moment. My cousins are staying at this house in Benedict Canyon. It’s 3300 square feet of living space, with a pool in the back and a tennis court in front.

The tennis court is a perfectly laudable use of space, as it sits on land that would otherwise be relatively useless, next to the 80 meters of driveway that lead uphill to the house.

Everything is quiet, except for the intermittent traffic noise and the nearly constant pool pump. You quickly get used to those. They become background susurrus, and all you hear are the hawks crying above, as well as the various other birds, and squirrels. For crazy punctuation, once in a while you hear the lizards chasing each other through dry leaves. Those kids.

In short, a lazy day here is not too bad. Until further notice, I will be sitting by the pool, getting nothing done.