My grandfather was an artist, a painter, and he used to own a art supply store a very long time ago. My grandmother taught in the public school system in the city and she later was a guidance counselor there. She loved to travel, she went all over the world, all over Europe and parts of Asia, and Latin America, and she would buy local art, and do crafts with the local people, I remember once she brought back paper she had made in Guatemala. She also brought me figurines, and local jewelry and garments. She loved to be outdoors, she did morning exercises in China, and taught me to swim and play tennis and we used to folk dance together in the Catskills during summer vacation. They both had degrees from NYU. My grandfather’s degree I think was in art, and my grandmother in English. Anyway, a painted rock would be right in with the family.
No pressure though, it might be far from your house, and I would not want you to drive far. I’m just writing all of this in case it works for you then you can know a little about them, and just mentioning it made me think about them. If you didn’t know, but I assume you do, it Jewish tradition to leave rocks when you visit a grave not flowers.
Anyway, sorry to clutter your Q with it all, but it was nice memories, and I felt like sharing.
Back to the Q, I just did zumba out in front of my house instead of my back patio, and it was nice to be in a more open space, I will definitely do it again. The only problem is there is a little too much traffic on my street. It’s a road on the interior of the subdivision, but kind of near the beginning of where you turn off the main road.