Air temp: 78
Lengths: 130
Total Miles: 73.4
My shoulders were too tired and sore to swim any more. I could not do any backstroke because of the pain, so instead we went for a long walk on this lovely evening.
The Amish have a distinctive way of stacking their hay based on old traditions .
As we travel to Mayville via Thayer Hill Rd, we are always moved by the images the Amish community offers. Today, beyond the harvested field, was a stunning view of the valley below.
The Chautauqua Belle
The Vietnam Veterans honor guard
One of the marching units
Tossing the caber
New construction
Yesterday, I noticed that the leaves of the sweet potato vines in my containers had been eaten. What on earth could have consumed so many up on the decks? In the past deer have eaten from the pots when the vines were hanging over the edge of the deck, but that was not the case. Plants on the house level had been eaten as well. Early this morning, Steve got up and went to the back door to let Molly in. And there on the deck looking inside was a woodchuck! It was nibbling on my flowers when Steve startled it so it darted down the side stairs into a new burrow that it must have dug yesterday. Now what? Steve called a pest control service about a live trap, but no one called back. We'll figure something out.
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