A Warm, Silent Morning

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Up at 6:40, some color off towards Long Point, some action on the lake now, at 8:00, a few fishing boats around the docks.  When I walked outside at 6:40, a blue heron was standing on our dock, and two muskrats were swimming about twenty feet off shore, heading south.

Heron Morning

Yesterday was the third warm, summer like day in a row, and today concludes our summer in early September as tomorrow it cools and some rain arrives.  I started the day with an early morning kayak with Evie.  The lake was too inviting, like glass, so we got ready, jumped in our kayaks, and the wind had picked up, the lake wrinkled, but still, it was good to be almost the only one's on the lake.  By almost I mean our neighbors', the Johnson, were also out early in their twin skull, enjoying the day.  I returned by 9:20, so I could get ready for yoga at 10:00.  It was a good practice, lots of fellow students, even though it was warm.  I felt energized, so I stopped for a coffee, came home, and the lake was amazing, blue sky, clear waters, so I jumped in my kayak again, as Evie sunned on the dock, and paddled over to Long Point, along its coast looking to see if the Jerusalem artichokes were in bloom (saw just a few), then home.  When I returned to the dock, I tipped my kayak, to see how difficult it was to right, very, and then scrubbed it inside and out.  And I did the same thing to Evie's, so we have, for the moment, two kayaks without spiders.

Muskrats A Swimming

For lunch, Evie made salmon cakes, for sandwiches, with tomato and mayo, a great lunch with leftover salmon.  We then both adjourned to the dock for a good part of the afternoon, enjoying the sun for a while, then covering ourselves with towels, to protect from the sun, but staying out on the dock to read because it was so comfortable, and we may not have many of these kind of days left.

At 5:30, we took a cruise up the lake to Point Chautauqua, along the shore of Maple Springs, and Dewittville, before heading back.  We got a call from our neighbor, David Jones, who was stranded at the Rod and Gun, wondering if we were able to come and get him.  We said we were fifteen miles, perhaps forty five minutes away but would come and get him if he couldn't find anyone.  He called as we were heading home to say someone was towing him into Smith Boys, and would not need us.  It turned out he was just out of gas, not an engine problem.  So, we had a dinner I have been wanting, eggs, bacon, home fries, and homemade bread and we both loved it.  It's our Sunday morning breakfast but sometimes, you just have to break your routine.  We watched Stewart and Colbert, then the next episode of The Killing before going up to read and to bed.