Rick has been recovering from his surgery here at the lake, while I headed south for an appointment, returning for the weekend. For the most part, it has been lovely sunny weather, though today it caught up with us. At least I won't have to water the plants! My basil is growing like crazy and we've enjoyed it in Rick's homemade pizza and a lemon/shrimp/pasta dish.
He hasn't been back on the bike yet for more than a mile or two but naps are fewer, he's working on the computer and practicing his guitar. I can't think of a better spot to practice!
I hit the farmer's market last weekend, hoping to score some of Michigan's divine sweet black cherries. Yet another week without the cherry people. I've been told they had to import cherries for Traverse City's cherry festival earlier this month and there are good ones from out of state in the store. But I'm waiting for those days when the market is selling more than baked goods and crafts and when the fruit and veggies hit big time.
That said, Aunt Bec's Cookie Stall is always a worthwhile stop!
I've been reading the fabulous "A Gentleman in Moscow" (why did I wait so long?) and painting, which I'll share soon. Rick continues to beat me at Scrabble and I'm still looking for a word with seven vowels. I've had some good walks and more on some of those soon!
Meanwhile, we have noticed the return of the geese. They come day and night. If you look to the far left side of the photo below, you will note that the neighbor's new "wolves" (designed to keep the geese away) aren't terribly effective. The geese seem to love their grassy yard, which is just out of the photo range. If the geese could understand me I'd tell them they'd probably get chemical poisoning from whatever they put on it to make it so green.
I have heard no howling from the wolves, so either they aren't motion detecting or they aren't connected.
I didn't have a wide enough lens to capture all that were out -- but a count brought in at least 100, and probably more. They are majestic, if messy. But to get them on their way, just walk out the front door with a camera and they turn around and leave. No wolves needed.
The weekdays are much quieter, with the weekenders gone. All the beach toys are tied up till next weekend. They look sort of sad in the sunset!
I leave you with a couple more sunset photos.
I will say, there is nothing more breathtaking than 100 geese coming in at twilight.
All's well with the world.
At least for now.