...camped in the front yard.

Looked to be a relatively young couple, on a very nice trawler. They pulled up the hook just about noon, and departed for points unknown. To them, the shore probably looks rather wild and untamed, which is right because very few of the cottages around here are really visible from the water, and Manitoulin is the home of the Great Manitou. For me, it was odd being shoreside, knowing what I know but seeing things from their eyes, as cruisers.

For us, no water today. Just trimming out a few more doors, doing some staining and painting, and eventually taking the pro forma trip to the dump.

I still think we had the cooler day, because we know what thay know, plus a little extra.