We finally got the computer fixed and at home. It's hard to get used to this dial up connection after getting spoiled by high speed Internet at work. Not that I spend any work time blogging...
The rain is over, and The Hermit is out at the new house with the Shop Vac clearing water off the tarps that cover the floor. Part of the second story floor is up, but no roof rafters or roof yet so it's very difficult to keep water off, especially when it rains six inches! The floor is plywood with a vapor barrier underneath that hopefully kept too much water from seeping in to the insulation below. It's cool (42) and windy here; the leaves that so miraculously burst into color over the weekend are blowing off the trees one by one.
On the way to my appointment I got a good look at a bald eagle perched on top of a tamarack in a bog. On the way home the sun had started to break through the clouds and I took the Sturgeon Lake route. The road curves around the south side of the lake, past cabins and campgrounds and cozy little Up North taverns. The lake today was steel blue, with whitecaps coming from the northwest. I didn't see any boats out, and the boats and docks are gradually disappearing from the shoreline. It was beautiful, in a wistful kind of way. Summer is over.
Calvin is doing a lot of writing in school these days (third grade). I came across this little essay as I was going through the pile of papers that he and Starflower bring home daily:
That's a definite keeper, although I wonder if he's trying to tell me that I've been spending a little too much time in the cook shed these days?
Two days ago my mom made homemade salsa and homemade pasta sauce. She also
made crab apple jelly. A few days ago she canned pickles. Last spring she helped
me make my raspberry jam. I like my mom.