Saturday, November 17, 2001

Living on an island means having to accept what you are given a lot of the time. You have one lumber yard, one general store, one bookstore. If you are lucky it's a good thing. If it isn't, there isn't much incentive to change.



Here we are blessed with one great breakfast spot for weekends. The Breakfast Cafe, owned by a lovely English couple with a passion for traditional music and a real good set of skillet skills. It's a treat for us to wander down there and order up a "Paisly" (poached eggs with smoked salmon and asparagus on an English Muffin with Hollandaise) or a Pear Waffle with caramel and yogurt. Or the "Aine Special", which is scrambled eggs and hashed potatoes smothered in cheese.



And that's what we had today there.



And what a beautiful crisp fall day. There is not a cloud in the sky and no wind to speak of. There is a boat out on the channel right now valiently trying to find a breeze. It's going around in circles. It looks like the weather will hold for the meteors tonight to which is wonderful.



Belly full, tea in hand, I've settled down to work on a Saturday afternoon for a couple of hours.