Way Too Early

Our 13-Month-Old Great-Grandson, Tommy, Off To Preschool

6:16

6:27

6:45

It’s 7:00, and I’ve been up since 6:00 because of the time change. The virtue of the earlier light is that I can kayak by 7:00 if I want. The downside is that driving to and from dinner out will often be in the dark. Right now there’s a light wind, and it’s 41º, with some sun early, then a cloudy afternoon with a high around 64º, perfect weather for football. It's just 9:00 as I finish this after a 70-minute paddle, past a duck blind near the Powerboat Club and out to Tom's Point and back, a long but refreshing paddle. 

Kayak Morning

Duck Blind

Bridge

Northern Sky

Saturday was typical: a nice paddle starting around 8:00, then writing the blog and a walk around Woodlawn as I enjoyed my breakfast in a bowl. We had no plans for the day, just the leisure of a Saturday. I, of course, wanted to “do something,” so around 10:30 I drove to Mayville, parked at the park, and biked one of my four usual trails. I began with two sections of Webb’s Trail along an abandoned railroad track, then took Mayville’s asphalt walkway to #430 and Mayville Cemetery, back to Sea Lion Drive for a bit, and then back to the car. It took close to an hour. Whenever I take this route, I pass the same guy out for a walk, and this time I stopped and talked with him. His name is Steve, and he lives in Mayville. He’s a former runner, now a daily walker, and he often drives to Presque Isle to bike. It was fun talking with him. On my way home, I stopped at Tops and picked up some goodies for our dinners this week.

Gathering Of Sea Gulls At Mayville Park

Webb's Trail

Leaves And Trees

Mayville Cemetery

Looking South From North End Of Lake

When I got home, Evie was enjoying her leisure after a busy week. For lunch, I had the last of the eggplant pasta and watched some TV, not sure what. I started a new book at my friend Ron’s suggestion, Damascus Station by David McCloskey, the first in a series of spy novels. So far, I’m enjoying it. I napped briefly but mostly read, then came downstairs feeling antsy and went outside to rake the leaves that had fallen around our red maple, even trimming some branches so I can walk under the tree when I mow. It felt good to be outside doing something rather than sitting inside watching football.

Evie had forgotten that I had the leftover eggplant for lunch and she fried up bacon for BLTs. Instead of a big Saturday night dinner, then, we had BLTs for dinner, loved them, and vowed to have them once a week. We watched the usual until Evie went up to bed. I then switched back and forth between the Ohio State loss to USC and the WNBA finals, won by Golden State. I timed it right and caught the last four minutes of the exciting Golden State victory. I ended the night with The Mayor of Kingston before going to bed.