The wind drops with the sun.

And the nights are quiet. Then then sun rises across the bay...and all remains quiet. Not a breath of air, and very little bird song. Although many birds make this place home, few of them are morning people, especially at this time of year.

By mid-morning ripples spread across the water, and by noon we have a breeze from the south. Warm and dry. Hot and dry.

In honor of global warming we decided to finish pier installation ourselves (in spite of having hired help). With this kind of weather, pier installation can easily be considered a water sport.