I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud...

...That floats on high o'er vales and hills... 

First few sections of pier.

We did have a cloud today—and a remarkable sight it was. But then the wind switched from south to west and the temperature dropped, and anything resembling a cloud was long gone. Violent west wind right now, cooling things way down. Rain? No. Of course not.

But with the clouds gone the sky is clear, so there will be no problem watching moonrise. The so-called strawberry moon, given that name by the first people in these parts as a reminder to go pick berries. And they were right—the little wild strawberries are ripe, and tasty. But they are about the size of a rice grain, so it's hard to know if the reminder is worthwhile.

And today is the summer solstice. Here at the 46th parallel we have over 16 hours of light. Going to bed after dark and getting up at sunrise doesn't leave much time for sleeping. But then, who would want to at this time of the year?