Sunny and warm. Lots of activity, on this the last day of the big Canada Day weekend.

(BTW, minimal fireworks all weekend—possibly because the Tetrazzinis have been conspicuously absent?) Pax and I grateful.

Talking with Bruce, the marina manager this morning, he said that yesterday afternoon, when the sun finally came out about 4, after multiple cameo appearances, he sold 40 ice creams in the space of an hour and a half. Lots of pent up demand, apparently.

Morning bike ride to the marina and then a motor back on Geode which needed cleaning and a few repairs. (A few flat rocks brought along as ballast; you can never have too many flat rocks even if you don't need ballast.) Evening hors d'oeuvres on the lower deck, first time this year. In the photo above, clockwise from extreme left: Purvis whitefish dip, JBN's world famous green toast (using home grown chives and garlic scapes), medium spicy salsa, Ma Bensch pickled herring (imported from Wisconsin), and the Heliotrope world renowned canapé consisting of a Triscuit covered with liverwurst, an onion fragment, and hot mustard. What flavors!

Almost equalling the view.