Cool and Wet

Well damp and cool here in my quiet reclusion. My entries have been less frequent than I would really prefer as my WiFi connection at my place seems to have evaporated. So its the library or sneak my laptop in here to my friends while she is at work. I know that sounds dishonest but she is a radical "anti-technology" type. This can be quite quaint, charming and all that but since this format is my primary connection to both business and my children, it is , at the minimum, "inconvenient".

I did hear from my son with an update. He seems well with school finished, and he is frustrated with dating and work. My work problem is solved at the moment (retirement). The "dating" issue, which in my life never lasts long, is a non-issue. I mean that when I meet someone it goes to serious so quickly that it can be annoying. Trying to stay single has been a challenge in my life.

In any case, I hope to get the truck's front differential fixed and finally get out and fish some more at some point. The "lilac run" of sea-trout should commence here shortly. I am amazed at the streams I have seen-small wild brook trout streams like home-but way too few. Small jewel-like trout fill them. I search for the grown-up fat fish that have been out to sea, and have come home to spawn. Some are 5 pounds, or more. Thats a big brook trout-anywhere!

I am in total writer block for some time now. There has been insufficient time for me to be alone and brood so something interesting will emerge from my brain. I can't let it go on forever.

But its said to be 70 degrees on Thursday, and I may finally fit in another beach day. My summer agenda-tanning and fishing. Maybe something else will come up.

No news from my distant separated "non-wife". I finally figured out that her friend's supposed "Love and Life" blog was just an attempt to annoy me. Both her and her "friend" have fallen electronically silent. It is really too bad that has happened. I do miss those beach days with her long ago in San Diego, the Bahamas, even Cavendish. But it has been explained to me that when I took the vow of poverty, she took flight.

Maybe I should have just stayed in Highland. Well I am "stuck" here in paradise now.

My sister wrote a note last week. She is feeling ill and had the neighbour cut her grass. Joey never stopped by to visit his Aunt, but he has had a busy month. So on into June we go.