Down on the pier watching the pine pollen drift by below, in a counterclockwise direction, at about a quarter of a knot. Not sure how to explain bay circulation, but it certainly does exist. Overall, the bay is perfectly flat, as it has mostly been the past two months, giving the McLean's Mountian windmills a rather rocky initial startup period. So why a current?

Today, also, the air was so thick it was hard to decide if walking or using the backstroke was the more efficient mode of transportation, and from time to time the thickness coalescecd into something resembling rain. Not a grandkid kind of day.

But a garage kind of day. The garage has pretty much gone wild—bulging and quaking, and snarling whenever anyone got close. Today we tamed it, although it wasn't easy, and resulted in a trailer to the dump, which is never quite fun. May it never rear its ugly head again.

A little piece of planet Earth I picked up as Pax and I walked Fraser Beach today. Beautiful fossilized bit, maybe about 1.5 million years old.

Dark skies, not showing well in this photo.