Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Not a Dock Dog

Mack is afraid of the lake. However he really wants a duck of his own......Perhaps as an entertaining and fluffy companion. Perhaps for some much more nefarious scheme. Anyhow today while lusting after ducklings he either jumped or fell off the dock. Rescue was required. He might be a duck dog but he will never make the dock dog championships.

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Glass

The lake is a calm mirror after storms all night long. Tried fishing my orange flatfish...at least 40+years old. Rock bass nailed first splash and it just keeps catch fish. Pretty amazing. Brought cracked corn for the ducks because they say crackers are bad for them. It sinks. They dive. Great fun. Decent birds. Juvie Belted Kingfisher being fed by parents. Black-and-white Warblers. Good time being haf.

Monday, July 16, 2018

Shore is Monday

Even at camp you get  Mondays..... Before the sun broke the horizon there were bank issues.  Then a fish tied my hook to the rope holding the boat.  Another fish hooked me on about half a mile of someone elses monofilament...it went and on.                   The good news is....fish are biting birds are singing, loons are motor boating up the lake and yodeling like mad. I love this place!

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Between Two Worlds


I love our little world here on the farm. It's exciting to get up in the morning to see what each new day will bring, whether it be new birds, fun with Peggy, pretty blossoms on the bean plants, or stunning skies all day and night. There are many challenges to farm life and to two families sharing facilities, but there are rewards aplenty, one of which is never suffering from boredom. I hate to be bored.


However, once a year, for just one week, I also love my other world....a world of coffee and sunrise on the front porch, which extends out over the water...of waiting to see whether a beaver or an otter or a set of Common Loons will float past the cabin in the early hours before the rest of the lake is awake. Of counting different birds than at home, those loons, usually a Black-throated Blue Warbler that nests above the cabin, and only the Lord who puts them there knows what else.


It's a world of reading as much as I want to...and that's a lot....enjoying visits from beloved friends and family and having enough time and a good place to actually sit and talk in relative peace.


Swimming...as old and feeble as I seem to be getting, as long as I can clamber back up on the dock...not an easy task I'm sad to say...I will swim every summer. 



Or at least I will if there are no ice chunks floating on the waves. We keep talking about finding an old pool ladder, but so far we haven't found one.

Later today we will pack the car with more junk stuff than you would ever imagine two women needing. Still we won't have a car, so if we forget it, we do without it....we try not to forget.


If phone service lives up to expectations I will try to share the fun with you. Otherwise, see you next Saturday. 


Have a great week.

Friday, July 13, 2018

Summertime



The boy who made this splash was too quick for me






Comments Revisited


If you are a Blogger blogger, you no doubt noticed that after a recent update that you no longer receive email notifications of comments on your blog. If like me you want to answer all your comments to keep the conversation moving this was a big pain in the neck.

Yesterday a friend I "met" through blogging, who is much more conversant with computer technology than I, sent me  a walk through that will get those notifications turned back on.

I followed the directions and it works fine, so thanks Ruth for the great information! Now if I fail to reply to your comments you can give me heck if you want to....I no longer have an excuse. You could even do it in the comments section....