Its 6:30 in the morning, the sun has been up for about 20 minutes. The storm of yesterday is history, and today is calm, waves barely breaking on the shore. There is still coolness in the air and I have turned on the electric heater to warm the cottage a bit and gone back to bed to await the joules translate to watts into heat and warmth and comfort.

Leah wrote back to say she was more interested in seeing pictures of the cottage than the hole in the ground so some early morning shots.

The hole in the ground still captures my attention as this morning the well drillers have come to test the well they have drilled; obtain information on gallons per minute and recovery time to send off to the Health Department. Somewhat simple, a 2 gallon bucket and a stop watch; 10 gallons per minute, enough for a family of 4. I did smell the water coming out and it does have a faint iron smell, no sulfur, no other grotties that I can detect.

These two fine young men were accompanied by a gray-beard from down Kindardin way who pronounced our well is fit and more than adequate. Good news.

With the day now moving to noon, it is time to refill the humming-bird feeder and journey about for a while.

Dinner at Lutomski's tonight.