Vernal

Vernal pool on lakeside of Serendipity.

Tyson's babbling brook

West windy. Quite a bit of roaring and tossing up on the higher bluff.  Down here, whirling fans of of ripples splaying across the bay. Lots of chickadees moving through cedars, spruce, and balsams along the shore.

Chilly, but with the cloud cover slowly thinning, and an occasional flash of sunshine. As we went to the Lower Deck to watch this interesting weather we got spattered with rain.

The wood stove has been idling along all day, well damped down and eating only tidbits—so I'm thinking a fast hot fire sometime soon might be good, in order to burn out the creosote. 

Finished deconstructing the boardwalk and now on to building its replacement.

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"Looking out into the lush and varied place is an unending is an unending pleasure, a relief from the tension of work, and a chance to observe the seasonal growth and transformation of plants. The garden and its surroundings are almost constantly busy with birds, so I keep binoculars on the sill and use them mostly to watch the common ones rather than to identify the transients or rarities. During the warm months, their music streams through the open window. A free, living show, nonstop, every day."

     —Richard Nelson