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7:29 |
It's 8:30 as I start this blog and I have just returned from a chilly paddle down to Sandy Bottom and back. When I started, it was fine but the wind picked up on a 39º morning, so my hands were cold despite the gloves and I didn't see any waterfowl, mostly because they tend to blend into the gray morning.
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Kayak Morning |
Yesterday morning, however, was a striking contrast to today, with a beautiful sunrise, lifting our spirits as we stay indoors for much of the day. For some reason, after a great sunrise and finishing the blog, I wanted to go for a walk through the Lake View Cemetery in Jamestown, where Lucy is buried and other Jamestown founders. We try to walk it a couple of times a year but autumn is best.
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Lake View Cemetery |
So we headed over there around 11:00 and joined maybe ten others winding our way along the paths, looking at gravestones, the interesting family names, the most common, Larson, Carlson, and Peterson, obviously Swedish.
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Veterans Memorial |
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I Love Lucy |
We walked to the end, past the Veterans Memorial and back. And we, of course, followed the path of hearts to the Lucille Balls memorial. It was a perfect day for a walk, warm enough so we hardly needed a fleece.
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Family Time On Lake Point |
We didn't get home until 1:00 and I was ready for lunch, so Evie warmed up the cauliflower soup and made me a taco salad which we shared. I watched another episode of Blood, read my book and napped until 3:00. Early afternoon, the sun disappeared, the day turned gray so we did not have much motivation to get outside.
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Child On Tip Of Long Point Yesterday Afternoon |
At 4:00, I practiced yoga for a half-hour and then we had a nice wine time until it was time to finish off dinner. Earlier, Evie had marinated chicken cutlets in buttermilk and made a lemon/vermouth sauce for the chicken piccata. At 6:00, she roasted asparagus and sauteed the cutlets before returning them to the sauce. She also made a cup of rice and salad so we had a feast interrupted however by Trump's Open Mike Ramblings, as he threatened Governors: if they want items like ventilators, "They have to treat us well." What a buffoon, such a whiny baby. Anyways, once we turned that off, dinner was great and we returned to our show, The Americans, two more episodes, as we are about to finish Season Four.
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A Beautiful Day For A Walk |
Good advice on today's Writer's Almanac From Poet Wendell Berry:
Look It Over
by Wendell Berry
I leave behind even
my walking stick. My knife
is in my pocket, but that
I have forgot. I bring
no car, no cell phone,
no computer, no camera,
no CD player, no fax, no
TV, not even a book. I go
into the woods. I sit on
a log provided at no cost.
It is the earth I've come to,
the earth itself, sadly
abused by the stupidity
only humans are capable of
but, as ever, itself. Free.
A bargain! Get it while it lasts.
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