"These are strange and breathless days, the dog days . . .”
~Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting
Birthdays and celebrations pepper our summer calendar, and today the Gentleman celebrates his. How glad we are that he is here, and we linger in one another's company; family complete once again. Little Lady Blonde One baked a German Chocolate Cake for him. If i could, you know i would. . .send you a slice.
Sunrise: Sam wakes us like a rooster-Westie, and one of us takes him to the empty, pink beach so that he can chase ghost crabs off his leash. The turtle patrol lady on her ATV waves and smiles as Sam struggles in my arms desperate to nip at and race anything on wheels. The lady with the gentle Lab comes by once again, offers Sam a treat and waves as she goes on her way. Today's special treat for Sam, however, is the arrival of the Master of the House for a week's vacation. Sam gallops toward the dune when we see him come, leaving little Westie puffs of sand in his wake. 5:48 a.m.
Sunset: Husband brought us new crossword puzzle books and i find me still in sand chair absorbed in five-letter word for "pixiesh." i look up as twilight deepens and i am alone except for the after dinner walkers emptying the cottages and returning freshly showered and in shorts. Tucking puzzle book under my arm, i head back up to the cottage. . .8:23 p.m.
Moon: Waxing Gibbous; 81%; rise 4:09 p.m.; set 1:53 a.m. The moon has moved in its orbit so that it’s now relatively far from the sun in our sky, and appears high in the east at sunset. It’s more than half-lighted, but less than full, and any moon that appears more than half lighted but less than full is called a gibbous moon. The word gibbous comes from a root word that means hump-backed. You can see the hump-backed shape of the waxing gibbous moon. Moon is nearing Crown of the Scorpion, whom i hope to meet tonight on the Deck with Star Chart.
Temp: 95o was the high today, and it was a brutal 95 without Ocean Breeze. Perspiration creeps along the hairline even while lingering under an umbrella only yards from the ocean. We move under the cottage where a through-breeze sweetens the hour. Further inland, family sweltered under temperature in the three digits; after dark at Round Rock the mercury registers 100o. Stay still and cool, my dear ones. Our hearts are with those facing wild fires out west; we pray for the safety of those we see on the afternoon news.
Wind: SSE 2 mph; two miles per hour is a sigh here. The gusts upward to 25 miles per hour from two days ago have abated because tropical depression Deborah has dragged her windy skirts far to sea and the storm in the Gulf is no longer on the radar.
Clouds: Hazy sky with few clouds.
High Tide: 3:22 a.m.; 4:09 p.m.
Low Tide: 9:35 a.m; 10:42 p.m.
Waves: distance between high tide and low tide is growing greater; water stretches thin over first sandbar which appears as a narrow, brownish line in water. Swimmers head for the more shallow waters on the bar nearing the line of dolphins that cartwheel by.
Water Temp: 78o on a cool day feels warm. Today, however, 78o feels cool on sand burned soles and hot skin.
Happy Birthday, to my Husband, Dearest Heart. . .
and Little Lady Blonde One, once again, we thank you for Cake.