Clearing and then very cold last night. Fire in the stove since we got here, but now the house is WARM. Only wee little fires necessary from now on, I'm quite sure. But I hope we still need some.

Lovely day—sunny, with winds light and variable. Chilly, but warm in the sun. Quiet—the only sounds being an occasional distant dog bark, various bird calls, and a rustle now and then of a zeypher in the treetops. Oh, and the whine, slowly building, of swarming midges.

Pax is enjoying himself, but so far has not run off or killed anything.

The rest of us are getting things squared away—everything in its place and a place for everything. The flood has been removed from memory (thanks to Sue's efforts). I got reacquainted with most of my tools, got them where they need to be, and then had the pleasure of executing a little epoxy job—re-glassing the aft hatch on the Wood Duck.

Cocktails on at the Zen spot watching zephyrs, along with a pair of loons and a brightly clad male merganser who was fishing furiously.

Regarding wildlife: no bears and no reports of sightings so far; two stray dogs (not vicious) who cost Sue a hour or so of driving around on an identity search; pileated woodpecker (and several other smaller peckers heard but not seen); sandhill cranes (heard); woodcock (heard); loons (a pair, seen and heard); many mergansers; gulls, a kingfisher, and our voluble resident wren.

Recommendation: The Blog called “Pod Save America” and the recent episode that includes an interview with Minnesota Senator Amy Klobuchar. What a bright, articulate, funny, and well-informed person. She has my vote for Prez in 2020.

Tyson's creek. It is actually flowing quite vigorousy.