Two views of kayakers from my window - on Saturday morning two kayakers going by on water as calm and smooth as satin and on Sunday morning two kayakers going by on water as wavy as watered silk

The dew on the grass was so cold this morning it curled my bare toes as I stepped out for the paper. The sun rose as shimmering orange red orb.

A small flock of geese flew over in a westerly direction this morning as we walked up the lane for the paper. And coming around Back Cove before lunch time I spotted a snowy egret. I'm still thrilled remembering the quartet of snowy egrets I spotted there last week.