I’m in the lounge, drinking Dianne’s amazing homemade lemonade (sweetened with maple syrup!), watching the sunset out the windows to my left.Â I can hear a zillion bugs and birds, the lady on the phone outside, boats cruising about the lake, and my clothes tumblingÂ in the Feasby’sÂ dryer.Â Oh, and there goes Greg on the Kubota.Â He’s doing the firewood rounds, I believe.
Today was a strange day.Â The morning seemed so long.Â I cleaned the Violet all by my lonesome.Â Its on the beach, so after a week in action its just full of sand.Â Greg and I had a motley lunch made up of foods kindly left to us by the Jones’ and the pitiful remains of our own supply (pickles, cheese, rice cakes).Â This afternoon I finished waterproofing the McNeil’s dock and moved a load of mulch out to the point with the kubota & trailer.Â We finished work at 3, collapsed on the couch,Â gorged ourselves on a bag of salt & pepper chips (thank-you Mr. & Mrs. Jones), listened to Jon Stewart clips on my laptop, and then finally found the motivation to go for a swim.Â Dinner was pancakes and eggs (one egg each – we’re desperately in need of groceries).Â Now we’ll hang out down here till the Feasby’s return from dinner out with Dan’s brother and sister-in-law.
I called home last night.Â It just so happens that Kelly was over with Chase.Â Maeghan put Chase on the line and she said “Hi” and sang “twinkle-twinkle little star” (mostly spot-on – justÂ a few minor changes, which I personally thinkÂ were a vast improvementÂ to the traditional version).Â I was out to lunch with Chase just before heading up here – in just 2 months she’sÂ full out talking!Â It amazes me!
Speaking of weeÂ ones, Benjamin C. will be turning one on the 25th.Â Â I wish that Greg and I were going to be home thenÂ for theÂ celebrations.Â He’sÂ probably walking now.Â He was trying to whenÂ we left in June.
Well, Greg’s here now.Â I’ll post this and get off the computer to chat with him…although he’ll likely just want to get on the net.