Hanging slug. Apparently slugs have some spider capabilities, and can extrude, and hang from silk. I'm not sure of the advantage.

Bathroom, painted a highly-refined pale aqua. Now ready for trim.

Chilly, gray, and damp. Half a log on the fire almost all day, although the demand on the woodshed so far is imperceptible. Moderately strong north wind sending in enough of a surf to knock mergansers off the rocks. On our morning walk I watched a beaver act like a merganser. I first saw him him up as he was coming around the PineBox rock-pile. I watched as he continued north, a few yards out past the dropoff, until he disappeared beyond Tyson’s. He would come up, briefly, then dive for a good while, and he was moving fast, faster than I could walk over over the rocky beach. Do beavers dive for fish?

After walks, Sue finished cleaning the Windrider while I made an omelet. And then, in honor of the weather, we painted the upstairs bathroom.

Miserable weather, yes, but somehow just right for early May on the Island.