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5:55 |
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5:56 |
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8:36 |
It's 8:35 and the sun has begun its journey south, after yesterday's summer solstice, the longest day of the year. We are looking forward to late November when the sun sets by 5:00! I paddled for an hour the usual route and saw no waterfowl, alas, just lots of fishing boats. While I kayaked, I listened to an album by The National, a group that has become our favorite over the past year or two. The album we like is also called The National.
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Kayak Morning |
We made through yesterday and both felt the heat and humidity most of the day. The morning was typical, gathering the trash and driving to the Transfer Station around 11:30. Evie was busy early, roasting eggplant and getting our Sunday dinner with neighbors ready to bake. It took her a good part of the morning to put the baked ziti together with meat sauce and noodles but now all it needs is a white sauce before baking. I was busy getting all the summer furniture out, the tables, too many chairs, and making sure they were clean and ready for the summer days.
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A Double Scoop Bubble Gum Coneflower Beginning To Bloom |
For lunch, Evie whipped me up tuna sandwiches and put them under the broiler so I was happy watching my show with a fan to keep me cool. Earlier, Evie had changed the sheets and washed them because I was getting spider bites. So I could not resist reading and napping on them, with the air conditioner on. I was one happy boy. While I was napping, Evie tried the dock but it was either too hot or too windy so she came in and sat in a chaise lounge under our maple in the shade. I joined her and we sat there until 5:00. We then came in and Evie put together our dinner with a variety of leftovers: chicken, ziti pasta, mushrooms, garlic, butter, and Marsala wine sauce. Once it was ready, we went back outside to our chairs and enjoyed a beer as the late afternoon began to cool.
We ate dinner, which was delish, with a salad and watched Bill Maher's Real-time before turning to the Trump Show, nothing new, just the typical buffoon and liar. We watched for about 20 minutes enjoying a mango bar for relief. We ended the night with a sad Lenox Hill, as one of the doctors comes down with a very serious brain tumor. He's amazingly brave, honest, and coherent about his chance of survival even though he knows he is being filmed.
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