These days the audience for our little minimalist, socially distanced jam sessions out on the Bowen breezeway are mostly the robins and squirrels, the mockingbirds and butterflies, but occasionally a jogger or a baby stroller will pass by on the street and wave and grin, and we do grin back, though it’s a little hard to tell from behind our darned face masks. We do hope the tunes can make up for the absence of facial expressions. Here’s a moment from earlier this week that we offered to some particularly perky young dog walkers passing by.