Dripping Trees From Heavy Morning Fog

7:20

7:20

Up at 7:00 to another foggy morning as I can just make out the end of the dock.  And when I went outside to take the photograph of the morning sunrise, I thought it was raining but realized it was just the moisture from this morning's fog.  It's 42º, another fine day to come.

Yesterday was foggy early, so much so that we couldn't kayak or walk till it burned off around 10:00. We debated where to walk and decided to combine a walk with shopping at Wegman's.  So we drove to Jamestown, parked on Lakeside Drive, next to the Lakeside Cemetery.  We decided to walk Lakeside because it's the street most famous for it's older homes, many restored, some falling apart, especially as you get closer to downtown.  We walked along it as far as 6th Street, where downtown really begins, then back, on a lovely morning.  Work is being done on the tree lawns, or devil's strip as they call them in Akron, Ohio.  The city is paying for the digging up and reseeding, helping to make the area more attractive, a good idea.  I have added a number of photos of the homes along Lakeside to give you some idea of the wealth in Jamestown in the 20th century.  Not quite Shake Heights, Ohio, but still pretty cool.

2nd and 3rd Floor Facade of a Moroccan Style Home

Sheldon House,  Now Owned by JCC

After our walk, we drove into Jamestown, to Fresh Cut Meats and More, 621 Newland Avenue, a meat market recommended by our neighbor, Pat Jones.  It's in the middle of a neighborhood, just outside of the city, clean and neat, with a butcher, ready to take care of your needs.  It had a great looking display, a place we would like to support, like the Lighthouse in Mayville.  They are known for their veal, order ahead, city chicken, and ham loaf.  We will go back.  We then stopped at Wegman's, upset with them for rearranging their store once again so we cannot find anything.  And they don't yet have a store map.  WE DON'T LIKE CHANGE!  Sound like old farts.

We came home, had Evie's vegetable soup and a sandwich for lunch, and we then spent the afternoon the the dock reading, Evie wrapped, in a towel and blanket, me braving it with a single fleece, a tough guy. It was lovely on the lake, a bit windy but mostly, warm and enjoyable, as we worked through our books, Evie finishing LOVING FRANK, upset with the silly, unprepared for ending.  Endings are rarely satisfying, like life.

I had a hankering for Turkish koftes, spicy, egg shaped ground meat, so Evie made them up around 5:30, along with a sumac and garlic laden yogurt sauce to put over them.  I like these koftes because they remind me of team dinners in Turkey, when we would get mixed grill, and I would have these spiced burgers, along with other organ meats, including to my teammates enjoyment, my shock when I realized I was eating mountain oysters (the testicles of a lamb).  Hey, most cultures eat every part of the animal unlike us Americans, who are picky and wealthy enough to throw away parts of the animal because it's gross.  I grilled the koftes and we had them with rice and a salad, a satisfying meal, just what I wanted.  We watched a movie I have been wanting to see, District Nine, a sci-fi flick set in South Africa, about a space ship of aliens who land on the earth and are treated like the blacks in South Africa during the apartheid era.  The aliens are cordoned off from the public, then moved as a group out of the city to a Homeland, much like what South Africa did to its black populations in the 1970's and 80's.  The superintendent in charge of this dislocation accidentally is sprayed with a alien liquid, and he begins to metamorphose into an alien.   He is captured by his comrades and they decide to harvest his organs, hoping to make a super creature.  He flees, ends up fighting for his life, is saved and taken in by the aliens ironically and, I assume a sequel will be on the way in the next few years.  Elysium, a movie now in theaters, made by the same film maker, resembles District Nine somewhat, set in 2056 where two classes exist, the super wealthy who live in a pristine, man made space station, and the rest of us, living on a desecrated Earth, trying to survive.  Sound familiar?