Joan and my Sis stopped in a shop to pick up some clothes, so I lingered in the doorway to sketch.  The sketch above is from looking straight up the street from the shop.  The sketch below is of an elderly crossing guard directly in front of the shop.

She had a grandmotherly vibe about her, seemed to emanate sweetness.  My sister explained that it’s her job to help little kids cross the busy street.  I’ve lived nearly half a century in Los Angeles, so for me it was fun and exotic to visit such a differently laid-out place, and a place with so much history too…