A Darkening Morning Sky

6:16

7:27

It's 9:15, and I just got back from breakfast at Bemus Point with my friends. I was up at 6:15, on the lake by 6:40 for forty minutes, and shot photos of two herons, both perched on Woodlawn docks. Evie was up early too, at 7:45, just as I was leaving for breakfast.

Kayak Morning

Northern Sky

Finally, Some Color

First Heron

Second Guy

Same Guy

Yesterday was a good day — until 2:30 in the afternoon. I'll explain later. The day began around 7:00 with an hour-and-twenty-minute paddle. It was a striking, sun-rising morning, though in all that time on the water I never saw anything more interesting than thirty or forty seagulls perched on a boat lift's canvas roof. After I got home, Evie and I finished up the blog and published it around 9:30. After a breakfast of brownie and ice cream, and some talk with the guys finishing up tearing apart our yard, I decided to go for a bike ride. I drove to Mayville, parked the car, and rode my usual route — Webb's Trail out and back, then down Sea Lion Drive and back. My new bike seat is more comfortable but still not perfect. On my way home, I picked up corn at the Amish stand next to the Lighthouse House, then grabbed a chicken salad hoagie for lunch.

When I got home, Evie wasn't feeling well and was lying down upstairs, so I read for a while. Around 12:30, I ate half my sandwich and started a series I'd seen before but really liked — Goliath, starring Billy Bob Thornton. I was tired from the bike ride, so I went up to read and maybe nap. I napped, for forty five minutes and woke at 2:30, and for some reason, I realized I had a CAT scan appointment in Westfield at 2:00 — completely forgotten. I raced downstairs, grabbed my phone and wallet, jumped in the car, and called the office to see if I could still get the scan in. After a few minutes, they said they weren't busy, so I made it there in 20 minutes. I was literally in and out in 15 minutes and on my way home, stopping only for gas and a root beer at McDonald's.

When I got home, Evie still wasn't feeling well and didn't want wine or dinner. For some reason, despite being tired, I felt like mowing the lawn, so I mowed for the next 40 minutes, stopping only once for a water break. When I finished, Evie went back upstairs, hoping she might feel better. By 5:30, I was really tired and relaxed with a glass of wine for an hour, until 6:30. Then I made myself dinner — a couple of BLTs. Tasty, but not as good as the ones Evie makes. I wasted the evening watching three episodes of Goliath and treated myself to another brownie and ice cream once the kitchen was cleaned up. I went up to bed around 10:00, read, and fell asleep.

A good day?

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