Autumn's In The Air

7:05

7:10

I was awake at 6:00, stayed in bed until 6:30 but got up because I did not want to miss the sunrise.  The sky was absolutely cloudless at 6:35, a tinge of rose above the coast.  It got brighter and brighter until the sun popped above the horizon, literally blinding me, making me fear for the camera's sensitive lens. It' 48º at the moment, stream rising on the shiny lake, the highs later in the day in the 70's as the days begin to warm up to summer like afternoons.

Long Point Bay

Yesterday was another stellar morning, afternoon and evening, blue skies, puffy clouds and temperate weather.  We could not resist the lake, so we went off kayaking around 10:15, to Long Point, then dragged our kayaks up on the lawn of the Pavilion.  We then spent a good hour hiking the park, the trails still marked with chalk from the past weekends cross country meet.  Evie took lots of photos with her new camera, an early birthday present.  We met one person on the trail, a woman runner.  It was cool enough so we did not work up a sweat yet did not need a fleece, just a long sleeve jersey.  It was glorious, exciting, energizing, to be both on the lake and woods on a morning like this. Our paddle home, however, was a bear, as the wind picked up, the waves hitting our kayaks,  getting us wet.  It took a good forty five minutes to get home when it should have taken less than a half hour, the fickleness of the lake.  Ironically, the lake in our bay was calm and one would never think it would be difficult to paddle across the lake.

Trails At Long Point

Money Does Grow On Trees

Before we went out on the lake, Evie had decorated cookies and packed them up to send off.  So, after lunch, after a nap, after some dock time, I drove off to Lakewood, mailed the packages, then did some shopping at Wegman's.  I picked up the usual staples along with three bad boys: some affinois brie, a six pack of Not Your Father's Root Beer, and a half gallon of Perry's  Bittersweet Sinphony ice cream.  When I got home, Evie was just coming off the dock because it was too cold, the sun, starting to set, hid behind our trees, putting the dock in shade.  So we sat on our porch with a glass of vino, Evie working on another Shutterfly Photo Album, muttering about how she cannot find this or that picture.  And I read my novel, THE BONE TREE, set in Natchez, Mississippi.

While I shopped, Evie seared some mushrooms, got out frozen meatballs, and made a spaghetti sauce for dinner.  So all was ready for dinner at 7:00.  All she needed to do was boil water, cook the noodles and make a salad.  O, yea, we also had garlic bread.  Dinner was great and we watched another movie with Kristin Wiig called WELCOME TO ME.  It's the story of a delusional woman who wins 82 million in the lottery and uses her wealth to write and star in her own TV show, like Oprah but it's only about her.  I found it boring and silly but Evie seemed to like it.  There's no accounting for taste.  We then watched two episodes of a British murder mystery series called THE FALL, which definitely got both of our attention because it's about a serial killer. A good part of the series follows him, an average joe with a family, two kids, a happy wife; he's just a serial killer.  I am not sure what today will bring.  I have an idea but have not passed it by Evie yet...it's too early.