Cloudy, Then Sunny, Then Cloudy

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It's just 8:00, Evie's up and I have been up since 6:00 and just returned from a pretty good paddle, out for 50 minutes, down to Wells Bay and back along Woodlawn and home. I noticed for the first time that the turkey vultures are back, hanging around in groups in the trees or on the shoreline, ugly birds!

Kayak Morning

A Juvenile Bald Eagle

Northern Sky

Southern Sky

Where Went The Sun?

Yesterday was the definition of a miserable day, overcast, windy, rainy, with no let-up, no puffy clouds, no sun, nothing but a curtain of gray, a lake of gray.  It was a good day to stay in, make some good food, get something done, and enjoy being housebound.  We did a good job of it early, with coffee, blogging and I practiced yoga for an hour with Adriene.  Evie wanted to get some large pots for her dahlias, so we zipped down to a crowded, what else, Walmart, to pick out a couple of pots and more dahlias.  We will have them coming out of our trees pretty soon.  Most shoppers were wearing masks.  I guess without churches open, it makes sense to get your spiritual fix at Walmart.

We couldn't wait, at least I could not wait to get out of there and come home for our big breakfast. Evie did not disappoint as she fried up some baked potatoes in her new Tramontina 10" frying pan, added a couple of eggs and sourdough toast and we were more than happy.  CBS Sunday morning was its usually excellent self, one of the few weekly programs that does not seem to have suffered from the lockdown.  Because of the lousy weather, Evie made up her mind to get a good start on putting together a photo book of the summer of 2019.  She makes one for each summer and it's always bothering her during the winter and spring if it's not done.  So she made great progress yesterday and will most likely finish it up today or tomorrow.  They are amazing photographs of our summers here at the lake with family.

I read, napped, then broke my afternoon rule and watched a couple of episodes of Fauda, feeling guilty afterward for giving in to the Boob Tube.  We were looking forward to a great dinner,  Earlier, Evie had pulled a good two and a half pounds of beef tenderloin out of the freezer, leftover from Christmas.  I sliced it up into strips for our beef stroganoff dinner while Evie got all the ingredients ready for cooking.  We then sat down with a glass of wine, wished the dreariness of our lake would end, and spent time on our computers or phones, listening to cool jazz.  Around 6:00, Evie got busy with the dinner, sauteeing the mushrooms, making the sauce, quickly searing the tenderloin, and putting it all together with sour cream while the egg noodles boiled.  Everything was ready by 6:30 and we loved out dinner, with a salad, of course, topped with blue cheese and sunflower seeds.  We were anxious to watch the last episode of The Plot Against America but it's problematic ending disappointed us.  We wanted closure.  The series, however, is worth watching and relevant to today's political polarization.  We were happy to get back to something light, like a quite hilarious SNL, with Brad Pitt playing Dr. Anthony Fauci.  We ended with laughs, a couple of episodes of Cheers.