What Else? A Sunny Morning

6:19

6:44

It's just after 8:00 and I was out for forty minutes, a short paddle and nothing to photograph other than the morning sun,  It's 68º, will get up into the '80s as we move towards what feels like the end of summer, the end of August for sure.

Kayak Morning

Yesterday when I was young, just kidding, we had another beach like day except that we have no beach, just a dock on the lake.  I took a long paddle, down to Snug Harbor, kibitzed with neighbors for a bit, then came home, ate breakfast on the dock, tossed in my fishing line for a few minutes, then was ready for the day. 

My Trophy Large Mouth Bass

We had no real plans because it was a Sunday, the weekend, a day of rest from all the lack of plans during the week.  I had a hankering for peaches and it's that time of the year when they are great, so I drove off to Peterson's Farms and bought four quarts of peaches, sweet corn and cauliflower, all grown in the area.  I then stopped at Tops Market to pick up a few items, like Marzetti's Cole Slaw dressing which Wegman's no longer seems to carry.  I bought the last bottle so maybe it's a hot item.

When I returned home, I did some yoga with Adrienne for forty-five minutes, working up an appetite.  It was time for our favorite meal of the week, a big breakfast, fried eggs, Trader Joe's apple smoked bacon, and a sesame seed bagel, the closest thing we can find to a Turkish simit.  We ate it on the front porch, wondering why we don't do it more often.  Once I did up the breakfast dishes, Evie quickly put together a peach crisp for our dessert and then it was dock time for her, a nap, some reading, and some NBA basketball for me.  I finally finished my Tana French.  She has a tendency to overwrite, to include too much detail, to belabor a scene when all I want is to find out is who done it.  Still, she can write and is good at keeping the reader guessing. 

I joined Evie on the dock, having started a new book that I think I am going to like called The Garden of Evening Mists,  by Tan Wang Eng.  It's set in Malaya in 1951, where Yun Ling Teoh, a survivor of the Japanese wartime camps, has just retired as a judge.  I immediately liked it and loved some of her images.

We lasted on the dock until about 5:00 when the lake began to settle and adjourned to our porch for a glass of wine and some appetizers. It was another fine evening to sit on our porch and enjoy the waning of the day.  We never tire of the view and yesterday hundreds of gulls floated back and forth in front of the trees of Long Point, like snowflakes on a summer day. Dinner was something I had been wanting, hot dogs covered with coleslaw and sweet corn.  So that was an easy dinner, the best kind.  We watched 60 Minutes, some of the news programs, then some junk TV until Evie was too tired and went up to bed.  

I stayed down and watched the last 50 seconds of the Dallas Maverick game where Luka Doncic, the Slovenian superstar, made a three-pointer with less than a second left to beat the LA Clippers and establish himself as a rightful heir to the likes of Magic, Bird, Kobe, and Lebron.  He is amazing and worth watching.  He had another triple-double despite a bad ankle, 43 points, 17 rebounds, and 13 assists.  And he's only twenty-one years old.