Another day, another hydro outage. No juice from seven to one. But we've become accustomed, and have adapted. Today's adaptation was a trip up to the Esso for coffee (their generator enables the pumping of gas the the brewing of coffee). And then down to the small boat harbor where Pax wandered while we sat on rocks and sipped our morning brew.

There always is a water's edge, and this, above, is one of them. One one side is land, on the other side, all of Lake Michigan, Lake Huron, Green Bay and Georgian Bay.

Dedicated a few un-rushed hours to getting the Windrider carefully re-rigged. To do so, I ran the boat up on the marina beach so I could walk around and tug on various things. That meant wading, nearly up to the knees, as I worked around the boat. But, ouch! The water so cold (wind blowing out) it felt like ice cubes clamped to my ankles. And yet, a few kids were wading around, and even going down the water slide (and ending up totally immersed).

The lilacs are breaking into bloom.