retroactively set stone on a sand
Friday, July 15 2022
location: 800 feet west of Woodworth Lake, Fulton County, NY
As usual for a workday at the cabin (or, really, anywhere), I got up early and started doing some work in preparation for the day. Despite my attempts to get more work funneled my way, I have little to do during the day, and I'm gradually coming to see this as intentional. Is there something sinister afoot? Possibly, but the worst that could happen is that I will be fired, and, though that would be unpleasant, it would have a number of upsides. So I've decided to not draw too much attention to my lack of work. Today I actually had a few little things to do, though not nearly enough to fill an eight hour workday.
At noon today, I went down to the new dock, where Gretchen had already been for a few hours. While Gretchen likes to use the things I build, I often lose interest in things after I'm done building them. To keep the magic alive a little longer, I usually tinker with details for a long time after I'm done with the heart of the task. So during lunch today, I canoed out across the lake to gather more granite stones for the dock's abutment and the new set of stone steps down into the water. To firm up the stones of the abutment, particularly the ones we step upon on our way out to the dock, I've been gathering sand from shallow pockets in the granite reef just offshore and washing it with water into the gaps between the stones. That's a fairly good way to retroactively set stone on a sand substrate.
Meanwhile, Throckmorton the Loon was hanging out surprisingly close to our dock. I took a few photos, but they all turned out blurry.
After work today, I returned to the dock and continued these projects. Gretchen reported that, other than the times I'd shown up, she'd had the lake all to herself all day.
While I was paddling back to the dock after retrieving some nice flat pieces of granite from the northwest end of the outlet bay, I saw Throckmorton flying overhead in the direction of Lake Edward. He gave a yodeling call, the absolutely most entertaining thing that loons do. I've noticed that such communications are common as loons depart lakes. Most of the time, they spend their time silently floating on a lake's surface or fishing just beneath it.
This evening I ate some more of that weak cannabis I'd grown last summer. I managed to get the dose just about right, because when I awoke in the middle of the night stoned, the effects weren't too powerful to be enjoyed.
The state of Ibrahim's A-frame cabin, as it looked this morning (it's about 700 feet south of our cabin). Click to enlarge.
We tied up two of our boats at the dock today and left them there. They're a bit easier to launch from here. Click to enlarge.
The stony islands at the entrance to Woodworth Lake's outlet bay. The lake water level is now as low as I have ever seen it.
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Another view of the stony islands.
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