Walks are a period of quiet reflection, a time to switch off

This is the only time of the year when it is a pleasure to take a walk in the park. The worst of the winter is over (in those parts that do, in fact, have a winter) and the searing heat of the summer lies in the hazy distance. There is a cool breeze wafting, the sun radiates its mild benevolence on all, the flowers bloom without the slightest sense of modesty and the smell of roasting peanuts comes rolling in from around the corner.