Weedless Lake Morning

A mountain of weeds

Evie oversees the shore weed gathering

We hit the jack pot yesterday, as the weed cutters and barges came by and did a job on our swimming area as well as in front of our dock.  They actually worked out on the entire Woodlawn/Victoria area, much to all the neighbors delight, thanks to Evie's persistence with the CLA.  She worked with the CLA to get the weekly pick up of weeds, as well as encouraging all the neighbors to send in donations to the CLA, making sure they knew it was from our neighborhood.  It may affect how they take care of the waterfront; those neighbors who contribute to the CLA should get better care and service.  I would like to think that's true.

Getting the crew water and soft drinks

Yesterday I had to take the mower in again for a 75.00 buck fix it, as the throttle was broken; 10 dollar item, 60 dollar labor.  What a rip off, but what can you do.  Evie needs to cut the lawn!  Talking about lawns, the hydroseeder came over yesterday to look at our lawn and was totally impressed, in fact, he wished he had brought his camera to take pictures to show prospective customers.  I think my heavy watering paid off.  When are grandchildren arrive,  I think I will have to put up a fence around the lawn, as I don't want anyone playing/walking on it till next year.  Just kidding.

Evie made us a great omelet last night for dinner, with tomatoes, left over baked potatoes, spinach, Israeli feta, and mostly egg whites, from a carton.  We also warmed up some naan, and ate outside in our lawn chairs, something we have rarely done, preferring our porch or round table.  We then went kayaking around 8:40, as I had read that last night was a full moon, it was to rise at 9:01 and some of the kayaking clubs were going on a moonlit paddle.  "This month's full moon is known as the Hay Moon, Thunder Moon, Blood Moon, and Mead Moon, not to mention the Buck Moon.  And there are stories behind each lunar moniker." I think the 'blood moon' might best describe the moon, though last month's strawberry moon might be better.  We stayed out for about an hour, paddling north towards the CI and a slowly disappearing pink sky, then headed back home, as we watched a huge orange globe slowly rise in the southeast, seemingly over Bemus Point, lessening in size as it rose, and losing it's color, eventually shining brightly on the lake.  It was like kayaking in oil, moving slowly and easily through the darkened lake, staying close enough to the docks so we were not in danger of a crazy boater, and carrying a flashlight just in case.  We got back about 10:00, after talking with our neighbors, the Kinney's, at the end of their dock.  They had just gotten back from a week in France, mostly Paris and Normandy, so we sat in our kayaks, talking with them for 15 minutes.