Jane is soon off to a party, and Steve will soon arrive, so I have a quiet time to just sit and look at and be one with the bay. I can handle that.
The water is a little choppier now, though the day is still and gray. All seems at rest somehow, in the light of noon, when you take away daylight savings time of which I don't approve. Soon, though, perhaps another week we will have more light in the morning, and much less at night. Winter is settling in with the fall.