A Chilly, Wet, Overcast Morning

7:20

A Cozy Morning Fire

Morning Hail Storm

 It was 6:20 when I got up to a dark house, no surprise, lit the gas fireplace to take the chill off and sat down to my computer.  It's now 7:14 and I can see a pink glow just above the Bemus Point shoreline, the rest of the sky dark gray, lights gleaming on Lakeside Drive.  It's 42º out, damp from some rain last night (2/10ths of an inch), with hopes that it may clear up late in the day but not now, 8:00, as it's hailing out, the size of coarse sea salt,  pelting the lake and our roof, bizarre.  Today is a yoga morning, perhaps a movie afternoon to see Captain Phillips, plus it's half price coke/popcorn Tuesday, Evie's favorite day!

Path To Lucy

Path To Lucy

Lucille Ball's Grave Stone

Yesterday was a cool but pleasant, in the low 60's, so we decided to go for a walk through the Lake View Cemetery in Jamestown because Evie had a dentist appointment downtown.  We walked through the leaf strewn paths, serenaded by 'leaf blowers', paid our tribute to Lucy, and looked for  the oldest gravestone in the cemetery, a woman born in 1762.  It gave us something to do as we walked, makes you pay attention to your walk instead of letting your mind wander!  While Evie was at her appointment, I picked up some ground beef at Fresh Cut Meats and More, on Newland, stopped at Prendergast Library, and a coffee at Labyrinth Press Company, a coffee shop on 4th across from the YMCA.  On the way home, we stopped at Jamestown Mattress in Lakewood, probably a mistake, because neither one of us are good at making up our mind these days.  And there are so many choices, from firm, to extra firm, to super firm, to plush, to gel, to foam that by the end of our half hour of testing and asking questions, I was ready to stick with our old mattress.  We are both afraid we might get something we don't like though they have a 30 day guarantee, not as good as other places however.  My son returned his mattress after a couple of months in KC and got a new one.  Now that's taking care of a customer.  I think we will look around though we would like to support a local company.

Oldest Gravestone, So Far

During the afternoon, we kept busy outside, Evie cleaning the back porch, and I then hung our canvas curtain, another step towards getting ready for winter.  We may have frost later in the week so we wanted to enclose the porch, a place to put the geraniums in case it does freeze.  Mid afternoon, we got out the dueling lawn mowers and cut both yards, ours and Leonards, mulching the leaves, leaving them look quite spiffy, ready to be covered once again by another layer of leaves.  Life is made up of routine, doing the same thing over and over, cutting the lawn, making a dinner, doing the dishes, writing the blog, yada, yada, yada.  We relaxed after our chores, with a glass of wine, enjoying the impending dark until it was time for dinner.  I cooked a couple of burgers out on the grill, Evie heated up some frozen french fries (nope, she did not make her own), and that was our dinner.  Sad to say, frozen fries are nothing like the real thing, which is why Evie usually makes her own, just not last night.  The burgers, however, were top notch as fresh ground chuck and not cooking them too long seems to be the answer. We did have some excitement after dinner.  An ATV was driving around in the woods, the front yards of our neighbors, stopped at the Bergen's shed, opened it, then drove away in their yard.  We had no idea who it was, were worried it might be trouble, so we called the police.  It took them at least a half hour to get down here and by then we realized it was our neighbor Becky Deault's son, Billy, riding his new ATV at night.  Evie and Billy explained to the police that it was just Bill, that all was well but we still thought we did the right thing.  Later, we watched The Good Wife and finally Will has discovered that Alicia is leaving the firm, along with a number of clients, however, we will have to wait till next week to watch him throw things off her desk, have her marched out of the office by security.  And yes, Patsi, we, too, are sick of Brodie's daughter  Dana and her boyfriend in Homeland. She is a bore, especially her 'sad faced smirk', so get on with the story.