Lola, Ruth and Jewel are ready for the show.
Jewel considers a swim.
While her chum romped in the 62 degree water, Ruth watches from her "safe place" beneath the blueberry bush.
Still life: Mountains at Sundown with Guinness. (Can you spot the bottle?)
Jewel admires the sunset.
The wind came up after dark, resulting in a breezy night but not a very cool one.
At 5:00 a.m., Jewel hears the loon. She barks at it. Then we all go back to sleep for a few more hours.
This morning, they had their breakfast in the kitchen, then we all went down to the dock where I ate mine (banana and cup of tea).
And gazed upon this view...
...as I listened to the first hour of Weekend Edition Saturday on NPR on the radio in the boathouse. I'm sure it was very informative and interesting, but I could hardly hear, the wind was pushing big waves against the rocks.
We'll probably have our walk around midday. Lola's legs have improved. I'll be careful about letting her walk beside the hardtop road where the ground is easier on her old, arthritic bones.
This afternoon, I need to write a book. Tonight, I'll be reading one.
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