Tired of Foggy Mornings

7:00

9:45 As Fog Burns Off

Fall Crocus

Up at 6:45, another heavy fog obscuring most of the lake and like yesterday, I can just make out our dock.  No kayaking early, just breakfast in Bemus with the guys, then a hike on the Eastside Overland Trail, starting in Gerry.  It's quite cool out, 37º but the wonderfully sunny weather will continue through the weekend it sounds like.

Yesterday, we could not make up our mind what to do so we finally decided to visit Sandy's, a women who has an amazing perennial garden.  We had not been to see her since last year and we have bought most of our perennials from her over the past twenty years .  She's a real character and not only does she garden, but she paints, collects all kinds of chotskies, filling her yard and garden with all kinds of hand made knick knacks.  Although we did not buy anything, she took us for a walk around her garden/farm.  Most of the perennials were finished, waiting for next year.  She seems like a throw back to the pioneer women of the 1900's, independent and of the earth.  We then drove to Sugar Grove, to visit David Miller, an Amish tailor of boat covers and porch curtains.  He was a neat guy as well, very personable with a great sense of humor.  We ordered a porch curtain for the south side of our front porch, to keep out the rain during the summer, perhaps keep it up all winter if we think we need it.  It will be ready in a week. Another talented guy and like Sandy, good at making things.

Hand Made Garden Chimes

Garden  Chotsky

Our final stop was in Sugar Grove, a quick visit to the local grocery to pick up  bratwurst and a pot belly of Pot of Gold chocolate milk, which we finished on the way home.   We took advantage of the afternoon sun once again by enjoying the dock, reading and doing some fishing.  The perch seem to be biting as we each caught a few with just a couple of casts.  Around 4:30, we went for a long kayak paddle, our usual to Long Point, then Wells Bay and home.  The lake was empty and smooth, no wind and warm enough to be in short sleeves.

An Ingenious Amish Clothes Dryer (a pulley attached to the silo)

When we got home, Evie started chopping up the goodies for our Basil Curried Chicken, a recipe I found on the Web. I got out the spices, Evie braised the chicken, added the spices and coconut milk, put it in the oven for an hour.  We had it over the leftover rice, and it was quite good, of course, just the right bite to it.  We watched S and C, then a movie called JEFF STILL LIVES AT HOME.  It had gotten pretty good reviews on the Rotten Tomatoes website, so we tried it.  Jeff, Jason Siegel, still lives at home at thirty, waiting for life to come to him, believing in synchronicity, the idea that all things are connected, have meaning.  His brother, Ed Helms, has a seemingly good job but his marriage is falling apart.  And their mother, Susan Sarandon, dislikes them both, probably because her own life lacks meaning and love interest.  So, it was touching and thoughtful in some scenes, pulling us  in, wanting more, but other scenes were silly and coarse,  infantile slap stick, which made you want to turn it off.  Where is the film editor because this could have been a much better movie.  Jeff eventually saves a couple of drowning children, following the signs, and all end up reconnecting and living happily.  What this means I am not sure, perhaps just sit and wait for things to happen.

Late Afternoon kayaking

The best part of the day was a text we received last night from our granddaughter, Hayden, announcing she had made her Middle School Dance Team.  If you ever remember what it was like to try out for a team at that age, making the  team is a very big deal.  Last year she tried out and didn't make it, but she attended two or three dance classes during the past year, improved and gained confidence and viola, she made the team this year.  Life is good this morning for a certain twelve year old girl .

Lovely Hayden

The  Dancer