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Yesterday was like the day before, which was like the day before, and so on. Sunny, increasingly warm, a light wind, clear skies, a still quiet lake and neighborhood. We love it. I did get up early enough to get my blog done so that I could make a rigorous yoga class at 9:00, earlier than usual. It was packed once again, lots of new people. Where do they come from? I came straight home because I wanted to enjoy the day. I had two must do tasks, one to get take our trash to the Transfer Station (a euphemism for garbage truck), and get my third car, the Accord, out of storage on Carpenter Pringle Road. After putting in the battery, it started up instantly like a champ. It's nice to have that baby home again.
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We were done with our yard work by 1:30, and I was exhausted for some reason, so I had lunch, read, and waited for the Golden State basketball game to go on at 3:30. It was worth the wait as Curry scored 24 points in the first half. Boy is he fun to watch. Evie, enjoying the dock, got out the chaise lounge, set it up out on the dock, and enjoyed sunny afternoon until the wind picked up and it got too chilly. So she set it up in the side yard, where the house blocked the wind.
Around 5:00, we put away the yard stuff, the chairs and took showers, then got gussied up because we were going out to dinner at Rocco's Italian Restaurant with the McClures. We picked them up at 6:00 and took the lovely late afternoon drive to Fredonia, a forty minute drive. Luckily, Rocco had a table available so we were able to sit right down. Lots of interesting specials but most of us got the usual except for Evie, who went with the special, a Tile fish, which ended up being a tiny, fairly bland fish unfortunately. Nevertheless, it was a fun evening, as all of us drank a couple of Red Stripes, the national beer of Jamaica. Why not, mon. We took our time driving home although most of the traffic seemed to be in a hurry. And it was scary as it was twilight and we passed two or three Amish carriages, barely lit on these back, often hilly roads. They are often hard to see, as they blend right in with the night. That's why I took my time.
We were home around 9:00, in time enough to watch some junk TV before stumbling up to bed, tired from our busy day.
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