After almost seven weeks I have given up. Although summer on an island evokes visions of red coals under the grill continuously, Seguin is simply not that kind of island. The weather is always too cold, too windy, rainy, or so forth, and if it is good grilling weather there is a mob of visitors, which precludes lighting the grill (being prone to grass fires, open flames need constant supervision here). It is just much easier to throw everything in a pot, turn the heat to low, and let it cook.
As well as easier it tends to be satisfying to the belly too. Much like when I’m backpacking, even on the hottest days, there is nothing quite like ending the day with a huge bowl of steaming- . Soups, stew, pasta, curry, you name it, it is good. And so it is on Seguin too. I made risotto tonight, we have soup and curry on our menu for next week, and a wistful look at the grill recipes in the weekly paper Father brings out, we couldn’t be happier.
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| Looking back at the North Trail, cleared for use |
Aside from cooking dinner, my afternoon was occupied primarily with sourdough. Another batch had become ripe so I started cranking out English muffins, mostly to stock the freezer with, but leaving some out for breakfasts this week. As it was a hot and sunny day, we also mowed the grass and got the North Trail more thoroughly cleared. We had two boats of visitors today and otherwise worked uninterrupted. I got to see a couple of gull chicks on the North Trail; they are growing and moving fast now. I also located the osprey nest I suspected was on the east side of the island, looking back from the North Point it can be seen clearly.
A solid day of activity left Amy & I pretty tired. We played a game of cribbage with dinner, made a couple of phone calls, and called it a night early. The wind has freshened to a moderate S’ly breeze and the clouds are closing in; we’re expecting higher winds and seas in the morning, and maybe some thunderstorms as well. It’ll probably be an inside project day tomorrow.
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