I cross this street every single day, except those days when I don’t leave the house. That sometimes happens on the odd weekend, I just forget, or I say, there’s nothing much to see out there, I’ve seen it. I think I was like that as a kid sometimes; I dreamt of going far across the world, but didn’t really fancy leaving my bedroom, where my record player was, and my books, and my cat, and my felt tip pens. This is the corner of Covell and Catalina. Davis has a Covell Boulevard running along the north of the city, and a similarly named Cowell Boulevard running along the south; that’s where we used to live, when we first moved here, eighteen years and one day before I drew this. I do like to go for a run around here. I have been running less, due to a slight injury on my leg, but I did enough to run the annual Turkey Trot 5k last weekend, and did alright. As always, I get excited after the race and start planning the next races. The Davis Stampede is coming up in February, and the Lucky Run in March; I’m thinking I’ll do the 7k for that one, which is held in this neighbourhood. Mostly I bike across this street to the bike path across the road. You can see the autumn in the trees. Draw the world you live in.