The paddle wheel party boat was right at the end of our dock, passing by--carrying a boatload of people and a dj playing music. Obviously a group had chartered it for a long, long cruise, because it was hugging the shore. I got a shot of it when it was farther down the bay.
A little while later, a sunset over the mountains. Not terribly dramatic, there wasn't a cloud in the sky to enhance it. But quite pretty nonetheless!
We were awakened by the usual cacophony of noisy birds at dawn. Today the worst offenders were the blackbirds--a pair of them were screaming to each other, and a third one in the distance was replying. The phoebes could be heard in the distance. And then the loon chimed in, although we didn't mind hearing his call because he's so special. Things got quiet again, and we went back to sleep.
This morning, as the Chap was watching the Women's Final at Wimbledon, we three girls took a walk. Along the way we heard a pileated woodpecker's cry in the forest, but didn't see it.
Our destination was the little beach and boat ramp on the "main" paved road (also a private road.) The sand is smooth and the water shallow, so it's easy to walk right in--which is exactly what we did. At our own dock, the surface of the lake is extremely rocky, and the water much deeper. And the waves and wake from all the boats scare the wee dog.
Pretty soon both dogs were all the way in the lake. Even Ruth! She splashed and bounced and swam as seen here. Her feet aren't touching!
I ended up wading in well above my knees, which I hadn't expected--I was wearing long pants. But they're cotton, so they'll dry quickly. And the water felt nice and cool on this warm day.
Ruth shaking off after she surfaced from swimming underwater, a surprising and impressive feat.
We arrived home in time to see the very end of the match. Amélie Maresmo played extremely well. Looking forward to the Federer/Nadal contest tomorrow.
Oh, and we're cheering on France in World Cup final.
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