Yesterday was Sunday. That’s usually my baking day and I made bread and once again tried making pão de queijo, the Brazilian cheese bread I discovered in Lisbon. The dough for the pão seemed much too thin, so I added more tapioca flour and decided to bake in a muffin pan. The result was quite satisfactory and encourages further experimentation.

This morning I stepped out of the house a half hour before sunset and decided that I did not want to listen to a podcast or audio book. Enough words. Enough information. I needed a break. I felt like listening to music and looking at Apple Music I noticed a playlist called LoFi Sunday. Why not, I thought. I remembered Canton telling me about LoFi ages and ages ago but not what it was about. It was a pleasant experience and the music was quite dreamy. Judging by the first twenty tracks of the playlist, here is a specific clean electric guitar sound that most of the bands utilize, there are mellow hiphop beats, and often there are sound recordings, such as ocean waves, added. As I was walking along under a sky that was slowly illuminating, and listening to LoFi, I thought about trees. Some species remind me so much of architects… Jacaranda or Rain Trees are bold and reach out horizontally, but always within their limits. Live Oaks are crazy and adventurous. As often as not they overreach. Sometimes they can cover a whole street, but many times their branches keep reaching and so they, eventually, touch the ground. One such Live Oak looked like a photo of a ball’s frozen trajectory, as a branch hit the ground, then rebounded and, reaching further, hit the ground again.

The old master is, of course, the Banyan, because it knows its limits and yet can surpass them by creating secondary trunks.