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6:12 |
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6:35 |
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6:38 |
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6:45
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It's 8:00 and I just returned from a paddle under a spectacular morning sky. In fact, ever since I got up at 5:30, the sky has been amazing to see and photograph. It's been difficult to pick out the bests photos because there are so many. And best of all, I shot three different herons, a good morning on the lake
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Kayaking North |
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Kayak Morning |
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Hunting Along Woodlawn Creelk |
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On A Dock |
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Victoria Creek
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Yesterday was another easy day for us, with not much we had to do. I did finally get back in the lake, kayaking for a good hour. When I returned, neither of us were in any hurry to finish the blog, so we took it easy and I had my breakfast on the dock. Since it looked as if we were having sunny skies for the next four or five days, I took the cover off the boat, gassed it up using a siphon, hoping to go for a cruise. Unfortunately, the wind picked up and it was a good day to sail, not a cruise. I had a hankering for Evie's breaded pork chops for dinner, so I drove off to the Lighthouse, ordered four huge pork chops, a beef on wick for lunch, and bought six more ears of corn for dinner. It was lunchtime when I got home, so I warmed up the corn chowder, heated up my beef on wick (a Chautauqua classic) and watched another episode of my Japanese detective series.
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Fragrant Hosta Bloom |
While I was gone, Evie was in the lake, gathering more lake weeds; if it's not weeding in her garden, she's cutting weeds in the lake, leaving it on the dock to dry. Once she had enough, she spent a good part of the afternoon on the dock, wrapped in a towel because of the 70º weather and wind, a reminder of a fall-like day. I napped, of course, read more of my Tana French and am now into it; it took a while. And I watched a few minutes of an NBA game, two teams with players I hardly know.
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Lucky Number Dahlia
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At 5:00, Evie and her sisters in Chicago, Dallas, and Gilbert AZ, spent a good hour on a Zoom call while I sat on the porch reading, enjoying a glass of wine, Around 6:30, Evie put the already browned pork chops in the oven, already warm from the baked potatoes and made a salad, with fresh sweet corn, The pork chops were juicy and the sweet corn made the salad. We watched a Colbert, a Hometown, an episode of Twelve, then some of the Democratic Convention until bedtime.
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