03 July 2011 Crafty & Knotty

The temperature continued dropping throughout the night, and we awoke around 0630 to a clear and cool morning, but with little breeze and fog visible inshore of us.  By the time the Dunn’s began rolling at 0900, the fog was definitely getting closer, and the skies began to threaten some drizzle.  I walked down the hill with them to get a few minor things done in the boathouse before the weather turned, and when they had departed and my tasks completed, I returned to the top, and announced to Amy that due to the inclement weather, and our efforts the day before, today would be a lazy day.  She didn’t argue.

Amy's blanket, 3/4 finished

 In fact the only argument of the day, and it wasn’t even really an argument, stemmed from me wanting to turn the heater on, not for Amy, but for my sourdough, so the little yeast bugs could ferment.  We ripped through my last two loaves, one disappearing when Jason & Laura visited, the other going on Friday when Mom, Dad, and my Grammy & Grampy came to visit.  This time I’m making a sourdough with whole wheat flour & toasted seeds; pending the results I’ll get more adventurous with future loaves.

Bread baking aside, Amy & I spent the majority of the day being crafty.  My mandolin strap, the picture below, is finally coming along smoothly, not quite the way I envisioned, but good enough.  Hopefully I’ll have it done in another couple of weeks and I can try it out for use.  Amy put in a gigantic effort on the baby blanket for our friend’s child, due in a month.  I talked her into letting me put a picture of it in the blog finally.  Even three-quarters done, pictured above, I think it is beautiful, and cannot wait to see the finished product. 

We did have a few visitors despite the fog which continued closing in as the day progressed.  Dad came out and towed the errant mooring, not back to its original position, but at least into a useable spot.  He and I tried to find another mooring to hook up with the grapple hook, but succeeded only in finding seaweed.  He left to go do some fishing before the weather got nasty, and I assisted Amy in giving tours to a the few folks who had ventured out with Ethan.

Beginnings of my instrument strap

 The day concluded with a new experience for Amy, eating fried Spam.  On Saturday Brian & Lynn Spivey visited again, thoughtfully bringing us new Legacy Food, including a matching can of the rusty peas, and a can of Spam.  I was content to leave them on the shelf until Amy mentioned she had never partaken.  Almost immediately, as we were already having breakfast for supper, the can was open, the contents sliced up, and I was serving up greasy & salty hunks of fried pork.  Amy’s opinion of Spam, well, let me put it this way, Darcy & I ate our fill.  After the experiment in pressed meat products, we concluded the evening play Scrabble, listening to rain drum on the roof, and the usual noise of the foghorn.