An Early Morning Sky

6:20

7:51

It's 6:30, and I've been up since 6:00 on another chilly morning — 50º. A boat or two are already out, anchored by the reeds, fishing. Chris is bringing my boat by at 8:00, and I have yoga at 9:30, so I wanted to get in a paddle, park the boat, and write the blog before leaving at 9:10. It's 8:20 and I kayaked for 50 minutes, the usual, over to Long Point and back. Evie's up, and I am finishing the blog and am still waiting for Chris. 

Kayak Morning

Sun Rising Over Long Point

Black Crows: Amish Up Early Fishing

Great Blue Above The Reeds

Yesterday was a good day — a trifecta. It started around 7:45 with a paddle, as usual, returning to write the blog and have breakfast. I wasn't sure what to do with my day, so I read and listened to Michael Smerconish for a good part of the morning. Evie was leaving at noon for a doctor's appointment, so I decided to get some exercise and drove off to bike to the Chautauqua Institution, thinking it would be a good place to ride before it opens officially on June 27th. It's a busy place right now, with builders and lawn crews working frantically before the season begins. I biked around the grounds to the marina and back, which took about forty-five minutes. It's a beautiful place to ride, especially this time of year when so much is in bloom. On my way home, I stopped at the Lighthouse Grocery for a chicken salad sub. I arrived around 12:30, after the rush — at noon, the parking lot is usually packed with workers grabbing lunch.

Thunder Bridge

I was home by 1:00 and enjoyed my sandwich while watching the second half of the Spain vs. Cape Verde World Cup match. Spain supposedly had the best player in the world on the pitch — eighteen-year-old Lamine Yamal — but he'd been nursing an injury and didn't get in until the last twenty minutes. You could see the amazing skill, though. Even so, Spain couldn't find the net despite thirty or forty shots on goal, and it ended 0-0. After the match, I went upstairs to read and napped briefly. 

Woodlawn Trail

When I came back down, Evie was still out, probably having stopped at Wegmans on her way home. For some reason, I felt like a walk, so I took a half hour through Woodlawn/Victoria Woods. Fortunately, our neighbor had mowed a good part of the path, or I'd have been trudging through foot-tall grass. I don't usually walk it much in the summer — too hot — but I enjoy it in the winter.

Amish Fishing

When I returned, Evie was home and had picked up two packages of sushi for happy hour. Yippee. While I read and relaxed, she put together dinner — a recipe I'd found online called Glazed Chile-Garlic Meatballs. 

Amazing Clouds At 5:12 PM

Happy Hour

It was warm enough to enjoy our first glass of wine and the appetizers on the porch, though it cooled off enough that we eventually moved inside. Dinner was around 7:00, followed by more soccer — Uruguay and Saudi Arabia, another 1-1 tie. We tried a couple of shows afterward, but nothing stuck. I can't even remember the names, which tells you everything. I finally went up to read at 10:00. It had been a good day.