More Gray But One Swan A Swimming

7:33

Up at 7:00 and I have breakfast with the guys at 8:00.  A light snow fell over night but the sky looks the same, overcast and it's chilly out, 29º.  Mid morning, a chance of sun shine.  If so, I am kayaking, otherwise, possible snow flurries on and off during the day.

YO, Evie

Hanging at Woodlawn

Yesterday was foggy early, cooling off late in the day. Just as I was about to leave for yoga, I noticed a solitary Tundra swan on the lake.  Evie was able to get some great pictures of the swan, noticed a yellow mark on its feathers and realized it was a tag, # K47.

I had yoga at 10:00, five of us, a good class, then I got my coffee and was off to Home Depot to pick up an in house water filter, to see if we can keep the sand and dirt out of our pipes and tanks.  I also picked up new winter washer blades for the car before heading home in the light snow.  While I was gone, Evie made, yes, more cookies, even decorated some for packing and sending off.  Of course, I get to taste them, just to make sure they are right.

Snow Covered Door Map

Lunch was veggie soup and tuna sandwiches, as we watched Stewart and Colbert before I settled down on the couch to read but fell asleep for at least an hour.  Nothing like a good nap in mid afternoon to make your day.  It kept on snowing, icing up even the car so it was not the kind of weather for raking more twigs, so we just stayed inside and took it easy.

Enjoying A Wednesday Night At Forte

Around 6:00, despite the ice on the windshield, the light snow/sleet, we drove off to Jamestown to see if we could get a seat at Forte, one of the top thirteen small town restaurants in New York State.  I dropped Evie off because I could not find a parking space and after I parked the car, I walked in and she was sitting at the bar with an extra seat next to her.  We were lucky because only two opened up in the next hour and a half.  It's a comfortable bar, with great ambiance, just what we wanted on a snowy night in the city.  They have a bar special, and for twelve dollars, we got a beer, sirloin steak, Caesar salad, garlic mashed potatoes or fries, and toast, with olive oil for dipping.  Who could resist that.  We did not really strike up a conversation with any of the patrons until the last fifteen minutes when a guy walked in, visiting from Chicago and Evie ended up talking to him. The guy next to me sat down, ordered a beer, and was on his phone, surfing the internet for the next hour, taking time off only to say hello to his girlfriend who sat down next to him, pulled out her phone and started searching as well.  They said hardly a word to each other in the hour we sat next to them. The connected, modern couple?  Our steaks were decent, not great but the salad, fries and bread were all excellent, making it a good night at Forte. We left around 7:45 and the bar as well as all the tables were full.  Not bad for a small town like Jamestown on a Wednesday night.  It snowed lightly most of the way home but the roads were fine.

We then relaxed, watched some TV, and ate a few Christmas cookies before going up to bed.  John Wooden has just been hired by UCLA to resurrect their basketball program in 1949 so the book should start to really get interesting.  I had to laugh, as Wooden taught his players how to avoid blisters by putting vaseline on their feet, before the socks.  And he forbid water during practice, gave his players salt pills after.  We did both on the Ohio University basketball team in the early 1960's.  I hated those salt pills and now they say they were not good for you.  Surprise.