The day was foggy. Every day since Dave and Irene arrived we have had fog for at least part of the day. The fog horn can be heard all day and all night. We like it. There is no fog in Liverpool but here at Western Head we have had lots of fog. By the afternoon, the fog gets burned off by the sun, as it did yesterday. I went out to sit on the deck at 4:30, assuming that the fog would lift as it did yesterday. But as I sat, the fog came in so that soon I could not see the Guest House. Amazing sight being surrounded by fog.
The group gather on the deck, all wearing fleece jackets. At the lake house in Texas the temperature was 95 F. Gill came by to say hello and chat on the deck. Our evening had begun.
This morning, Pat and I walked to the Ely's home to see the dogs and drink a cup of tea. Mal had gone sailing with Mary. Ken was working in the yard. After lunch, Dave went to the gym to work out. The Smith's came to say a quick hello. Joeleen, the caterer, met with me at 3:30 to review the numbers of people for the rest of the summer. Dinner was scrumptious. Our day was a normal pleasant day in Western Head. We feel fortunate being here, even though I am still wearing woolen socks!!
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