Mostly Grocery Shopping…

…in preparation for visitors from Colorado. Had to go to both Mindemoya and Gore Bay to complete the shopping list. (Both stores somewhat depleted after the holiday. )

Pretty much stumped about how to get out of the political quagmire in the U.S.

Strong south wind, a few afternoon wisps of drizzle. And, now that I mentioned the lack of transients, two in the marina tonight

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Green Grow The…

…natives making up the surrounding forest. Just a few of the shrubs and trees that have chosen this place to live.

Spreading Dogbane

Canada Honeysuckle

Chokecherry

Beaked Hazelnut

Staghorn Sumac

Round Leaf Dogwood

Ninebark

Big Leaf Linden

Sugar Maple

Northern Red Oak

Of course, this leaves out birch, ash, poplar, all the conifers, and much else.

In For Service

Kayak, which was built in Rockport, TX about 18 years ago, experienced a fiberglass problem, but is now well on the way to a brilliant future. (Epoxy is amazing stuff.)

Picnic tables, ancient neighborhood hand-me-downs, might be coaxed along a few more years.

Stairs getting a re-paint, too. Hot work in the hot sun, but we quit in time for a sail on Heliotrope and a dip in the lake.

That’s a Lot Of Water

Inches and inches.

Swales full to overflowing, drains draining, which is unusual for this time of year. Good thing the dinghy is unsinkable, because this morning, before bailing, the floorboards were floating up to the center (seat) thwart.

But, as is typical, after a big weather event a seiche made its appearance, so the big lake water, instead of coming up, went down. The overall result has to be positive, however, since the deluge ranged from Wisconsin, across Lake Michigan, the state of Michigan, and Lake Huron—in other words, much of the watershed.

Late afternoon I sat for a good long while at the Zen spot, just being there. I watched a minuscule spider (possibly related to Whitman’s Noiseless Patient one, though not so patient) slide along an invisible strand from one blade of grass to another at least three feet away, in a matter of seconds. Method of propulsion a big unknown. Then, when I looked up, a bald eagle came winging by along the shore. (Maybe visible in the photo below if zoomed in.)

And, of course, deer in the grass, “alas, alas…”(although Gertrude was more worried about pigeons. )